By Great White Snark | November 16, 2007
The geek nation’s collective undies are in a twist over the release of Beowulf this weekend, and it’s not (primarily) thanks to the chance to see the CGI version of Angelina Jolie’s breasts. Screenings of Beowulf will premiere the highly- (and sweatily-, in many corners of the blogosphere) anticipated new trailer for Cloverfield, the somewhat mysterious monster movie project from producer J.J. Abrams.
Here’s what we know so far about the upcoming flick:
- There’s a really big, thunderously-loud monster busting shit up–including the military and the Statue of Liberty–all over New York City.
- The Really Big Monster is joined by a bunch of smaller-yet-formidable monsters.
- There’s more buzz around this project than from the flies around a drinking contest between Nick Nolte and Mickey Rourke in Tijuana.
- It looks completely bad-ass in terms of visuals and story-telling. I’m going to take a hop, skip, and a stumble out onto a limb and say this movie is actually going to be good.
What a perfect storm of geek movie magic. Makes a geek wish that J.J. Abrams had been the driving force behind these came-up-short monster movies…
Remember the hype behind Godzilla? If only the steak had matched the sizzle. There’s a reason that Godzilla has been heralded (by me… I do love me some heralding) as one of the most disappointing geek movies. It’s no small trick to make a visual-effects extravaganza about a giant lizard laying waste to New York boring, but somehow the Paulie Shore and Carrot Top team of movie production–Dean Devlin and Roland Emmerich–pulled it off.
Fantastic Four didn’t have to be a piece of forgettable, bubblegum fluffery. A face-off against the old FF nemesis Mole Man (master of otherworldly monsters who periodically plow from their subterranean lairs to terrorize New York) would have been the perfect set up for a movie of Cloverfield‘s story (monsters attack NY), tone, and approach.
Jessica Alba could have been the frosting on a beautiful cake of modern superhero storytelling… instead of being the only compelling reason to see Fantastic Four.
The Day After Tomorrow
So, no… The Day After Tomorrow had nothing to do with monsters set loose in New York. But I like to imagine a better world… a world in which The Day After Tomorrow in no way resembles the movie that Roland Emmerich visited upon us in 2004.
It’s the same world in which dogs never bark when you’re trying to sleep, gas still only costs $1 per gallon, and Michael Bay is legally precluded from making movies.
Doesn’t that sound like the kind of world you’d like to live in?