To celebrate the fact that I can once again hear (almost) normally, I decided to take in a couple of films.
Taken casts Liam Neeson as a retired Preventer (who is apparently some sort of a bad ass American spy guy with awesome fighting skills, great worldly contacts and a set of solid steel bolinhas) who takes it upon himself to locate his teenaged daughter when she gets kidnapped and nearly sold into slavery. When I saw that one of the writers was Luc Besson (Transporter, Banlieue 13 and Unleashed, among others) I got excited; I haven't seen a movie written by him that I've totally hated. In fact, he's had a hand in a couple of my favorite movies (Transporter, Banlieue 13 and Unleashed). Besson and director Pierre Morel make a great team and, despite its flaws, this movie proves to be another good action flick. The fights scenes were exciting, the gun play was decent and the visuals were really neat. The music was well-written and Liam Neeson nailed the role of distraught father Bryan. Unfortunately, it's in the acting that the movie started to lose me. The chick that played Neeson's daughter wasn't bad, Dark Phoenix wasn't on screen long enough to make an impact and everyone else was just meh. The extras could have been cardboard cut-outs and, as long as they could kick and put up a fight, it wouldn't have mattered. Liam Neeson carried this movie and he did it so well that I would recommend catching this one in theatres.
My Bloody Valentine was the second movie of the night, and it was presented in 3D. Gory, disgusting and visually interesting. The cast was mostly made up of the usual attractive lot you find in such "horror" films, and many of them do the stupidly predictable things that characters in "horror" films do. And if you're wondering why I'm using a quote mark for the word "horror", I'll explain: I'm quoting imdb, which classifies this movie as a "horror" film. The 3D aspect of this movie was disorienting (my disorientation was not helped by the fact that I brained myself on an apple tree earlier in the day) but never once was I scared or horrified. This is one of those films that guys take their squeamish girlfriends to in order to get a cuddle and possible a grope or two. The plot wasn't any different than most stalker/killer films, although some of the locales were neat. After all, nothing screams "OMG PSYCHO SLASHER FILM" quite like a Pennsylvania coal mine. Anyway, if you want to check out something visually different, or you've got a squeamish girlfriend, this is worth seeing in theatres.