Bunch of movies on the Rotten slate this week, which means we shouldn’t waste any time getting down to business. This time we’ll take a trip to Elysium, sun some drugs with the Millers, fly a bunch of animated planes and touch base with Percy Jackson again.
There's a note at the bottom of this post about the next couple of Rotten Weeks.
Just remember, I'm not reviewing these movies, but rather predicting where they'll end up on the Tomatometer. Let's take a look at what This Rotten Week has to offer.
As I sit in my office (bedroom) writing this, I do so listening to the electronic dance pop sounds of 103.5 KTU and deafening whirr of a circular saw coming from my middle-aged, chain-smoking neighbor who’s out front of his place fixing his front door at 8:30 AM on a summer Sunday. So yeah, Elysium doesn’t sound so [email protected]#$ing bad right now.
And while I don’t picture myself the Matt Damon-type, retrofitted with an exoskeleton and packing a futuristic boom-boom device, stalking across the street to “silence” Mr. Fix-it and busting ass for Eden posthaste, there is something to be said for creating a little Utopian getaway out in space. If my neighborhood is any indication, Earth is going to hell in a handbasket sooner than later.
Directed by Neill Blomkamp (District 9-90%), Elysium posits what would happen if Earth became a planetary-sized ghetto while the rich folks look down on us nobodies from their lofty perch in the sky. Honestly, it appears more than a little bit heavy-handed. Where Blomkamp’s first movie explored the cultural tension and atrocities of apartheid through the lens of aliens in South Africa with a fairly deft and entertaining hand, this film looks to bludgeon the issues of universal health care and immigration reform over the viewers’ heads. (Note: this has nothing to do with my own views on these subjects, I’m a fairly liberal dude. I just don’t like being force fed policy reform through movies.)
Early reviews are a decidedly mixed bag, with some appreciating the look and feel of the flick, while other were put off by the overt messages of liberal reform. I think this probably depends how a critic walked into the theater. What kind of policy baggage they carry with them. Because of this, the reviews will continue to trend toward the middle. And until we all find our way to Shangri-La, I’ll continue sitting here enjoying the suicide-inducing din of suburban sprawl gone awry (maybe that can be Blomkamp’s next film). The Rotten Watch for Elysium is