Words of a Stranger

Waxing lyrical of the crappy details of my life and my views with a healthy dose of cynicism, sarcasm and everything you like about non-wholesome movies.

Saturday, March 18, 2006

Simple things bring simple pleasuures. Simple as that.

I realised that I did forget to talk about Nanny McPhee, which I did so watch on Thursday, so here it is.


First things first: The poor father does NOT (and never contemplates) marry Nanny McPhee in the end (don't ask me why I bother to state such an obviously absurd idea. All I can say is that I was severely traumatised by someone speculating). I am, of course, working on the assumption that you've seen the trailer or heard the synopsis.


The general direction of the movie is really quite predictable, but there are a few (I do emphasise "a few") surprises along the way, and quite many buckets of guilty laughs. All the characters are very lovable. The purpose of the movie is very clear: it is not meant to shock you, nor to surprise you, nor to disturb you, nor to make you think, nor to share philosophy... It's only goal is to make you laugh, such that you forget how old you are, and make you feel good (albeit with some guilty pleasure of seeing someone suffer, or an imminent war). Very Disney-like, if you please.


Do take note that this is more or less an anti-Mary-Poppins movie, and the two should not be compared in the same light.


I do feel sorry for that eldest girl though (the eldest child is a boy). As far as I saw, she was never naughty unless someone actually deserved it.


One of my favourite characters is the really scary one. The one that makes you cringe and your hair stand. No, it's not McPhee. If you watch it you'll know what I mean.


Other favourites include Nanny McPhee (of course) and the unseen one.


And if you don't think yourself to old to enjoy such films, I do suggest you take a look.

Now: who wants to treat me to Underworld: Evolution? Popcorn included.

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