First there was
Then there was
And now there is
Does the world really need three Incredible Hulks? No. Have I ever watched any of the other Incredible Hulks or had anything resembling desire to do so? No. Am I shocked that I saw this in the theater let alone watched it at all? Yes. Am I even more shocked that I thoroughly enjoyed it? You better believe it.
I know, I know. I, Alicia ________, (last name withheld to protect the paranoid) am not ashamed to say that I saw The Incredible Hulk and am about to give it a great review. Stay with me, I promise I haven't lost my taste in movies. I have good reasons for liking this movie. Here they are:
1. I obviously went into it expecting nothing. Well, worse than nothing. I expected a lot of eye-rolling, fidgeting, and 2 hours I'd never get back. Basically the movie could only go up from there.
2. Edward Norton. Amazing actor. No, I'd go so far as to say brilliant. I love Edward. (Yes, I'm still referring to Edward Norton.) He made this movie. He portrayed a man so deeply agonized by the monster he was that I almost ached for him. (Not unlike another Edward I know and love.)
3. I was so sure this would be a fluff movie that would use any excuse to show the giant computer-animated creature destroying stuff. I was wrong. The movie probably went on for at least 45 minutes before the green guy made an appearance. And when it finally did, it was quick, subtle, then disappeared again for quite a while. Of course towards the end there was plenty of screen time for Hulky, but that's to be expected. It seemed as if the movie-makers were actually interested in making a movie (shocking!), not just a glorified comic book on film.
Of course no movie is perfect. There were a few laughable qualities, like the fact that the Hulk's arch-nemesis could speak intelligently when transformed while Hulk was reduced to ignorant, broken sentence fragments. ("Hulk...smash!")
I didn't necessarily dislike Liv Tyler as Betty Ross (although I did keep expecting her to whip out her needle and thread and start sewing an American Flag) but she basically just ran around looking concerned, scared, and in love at the appropriate times. I could have done that. (Although I probably wouldn't have looked the same in the little white nightie she wore to bed.)
I also had the same thought that probably everyone else in the theater had: There is no way Bruce Banner's pants are that stretchy. Details, people, details.
But other than that, I had no complaints. They left it wide open for a sequel, and I am proud to say I can't wait. Who knows, maybe the fourth Incredible Hulk will look like this:
I know, I know. I, Alicia ________, (last name withheld to protect the paranoid) am not ashamed to say that I saw The Incredible Hulk and am about to give it a great review. Stay with me, I promise I haven't lost my taste in movies. I have good reasons for liking this movie. Here they are:
1. I obviously went into it expecting nothing. Well, worse than nothing. I expected a lot of eye-rolling, fidgeting, and 2 hours I'd never get back. Basically the movie could only go up from there.
2. Edward Norton. Amazing actor. No, I'd go so far as to say brilliant. I love Edward. (Yes, I'm still referring to Edward Norton.) He made this movie. He portrayed a man so deeply agonized by the monster he was that I almost ached for him. (Not unlike another Edward I know and love.)
3. I was so sure this would be a fluff movie that would use any excuse to show the giant computer-animated creature destroying stuff. I was wrong. The movie probably went on for at least 45 minutes before the green guy made an appearance. And when it finally did, it was quick, subtle, then disappeared again for quite a while. Of course towards the end there was plenty of screen time for Hulky, but that's to be expected. It seemed as if the movie-makers were actually interested in making a movie (shocking!), not just a glorified comic book on film.
Of course no movie is perfect. There were a few laughable qualities, like the fact that the Hulk's arch-nemesis could speak intelligently when transformed while Hulk was reduced to ignorant, broken sentence fragments. ("Hulk...smash!")
I didn't necessarily dislike Liv Tyler as Betty Ross (although I did keep expecting her to whip out her needle and thread and start sewing an American Flag) but she basically just ran around looking concerned, scared, and in love at the appropriate times. I could have done that. (Although I probably wouldn't have looked the same in the little white nightie she wore to bed.)
I also had the same thought that probably everyone else in the theater had: There is no way Bruce Banner's pants are that stretchy. Details, people, details.
But other than that, I had no complaints. They left it wide open for a sequel, and I am proud to say I can't wait. Who knows, maybe the fourth Incredible Hulk will look like this:
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