Suicide Squad

137 min.

In de categorie recente DCEU films keek ik zowel Wonder Woman als Suicide Squad. Omdat de eerste voor mij zo tegenvallend mat was, schrijf ik alleen een blog over deze. In Suicide Squad gebeurt er in ieder geval meer, in meerdere kleuren.

suicide-squad-posterDat van die kleuren is bijzonder, omdat een groot deel van de DCEU films iets te maken hebben met Zack Snyder, en Zack Snyder heeft het niet zo op kleuren buiten zestig tinten blauw. Bij Suicide Squad is het nog steeds mat, maar wel in enkele primaire kleuren. Misschien omdat het onderwerp deze keer bad guys zijn.

Als tegenhanger van Superman en dergelijke, wilt een gruizige organisatie graag een team met supersterke, bijzondere mensen; gewone wapens doen niets tegen machtige aliens tenslotte. Hiervoor wordt een stel criminelen verzameld, en om zich te laten gedragen, krijgen ze een explosieve chip geïnjecteerd.

Het vermakelijke zit in hoe enkele acteurs hun rollen invullen. Will Smith is altijd makkelijk om naar te kijken, en zo zijn er nog een paar die je er aan herinneren dat je niet te veel op het plot of de speelomgeving hoeft te letten. De rest zit helaas vast in stereotypes of slecht acteerwerk.

De soundtrack is ook wel leuk, en als je de te lange vechtscènes doorzapt (wat is dat toch voor vervelende trend?), ben je net zo snel door de film als je bak popcorn. Allebei hebben hetzelfde niveau van voedzaamheid.

Suicide Squad, Atlas Entertainment 2016

 

All Our Wrong Todays

So, the thing is, I come from the world we were supposed to have.

If the main character wouldn’t have been female, this book wouldn’t have been published or written of as chick lit and get none of the acclaim this one had. And ‘acclaim’ here is the categories my CloudLibrary put it in, so maybe it’s only Canadian acclaim, but still.

Anyway. I picked All Our Wrongs Today because it was time travel with a bit of The Jetsons and environmentalism sprinkled all over it. What’s not to like about that?

Well, probably the fact that all that is merely a background for half of the book, because protagonist Tom just whines about his life, his family, his actions (and inactivity), his life, his family and how his original surroundings are so much better than where he’s now. Mixed through that the reader gets a few female characters that are clear points to hang the plot on: mother, ex(es), (unattainable) love of his life.

But wait, it’s not just the women in Tom’s life that are merely plot points!

And like that, the reader might start hoping for Tom to time travel into nothingness, rendering this entire disappointing story non-existing. Or at the very least with 80 percent less navel gazing.

All Our Wrongs Today, Elan Mastai, Penguin Random House 2017

Career of Evil

He had not managed to scrub off all of her blood.

This is going to be a grumpy review, with some (mild) spoilers.

First of all, why did I expect things to be much less misogynistic because of a female author (Galbraith is J.K. Rowling)? Was that a very stupid idea? Don’t we know already from the serial killer’s actions that he really doesn’t like women? And I know she isn’t the most original writer, but really, we had to put rape in a woman’s background?

Okay, to the story. Cormoran Strike is still a big, ungainly, ugly private detective that can barely keep his agency upright. Robin, intelligent, smart, fun and kind of attractive, is still his partner/employee/potential love-interest. This time the case seems to be quite personal, because Robin gets sent a severed leg, at the office! This seems to be the gateway to learning a bit more about her, but sadly there isn’t much cheer to be had about this. And all the while is just misogyny left and right, oh – with some romance sprinkled in.

Because in the previous books, and about the previous books, there had been plenty of comments about how Robin and Cormoran should start something, but Robin’s engagement (to someone without any visible redeeming feature) always kept that off. So when that changes, both people involved seem to fall back to something instinctual that means you suddenly have to get romantic feelings about the people close to you. It feels so shoehorned in that I wonder if Galbraith wasn’t writing some romance on the side and swapped documents from time to time.

There’s plenty of good detectives out there, and J.K. Rowling writes enough if that’s the shot you were looking for. But you can dodge this one.

Career of Evil, Robert Galbraith, Sphere 2015

Half the World

He hesitated just an instant, but long enough for Thorn to club him in the balls with the rim of her shield.

It’s like a bodice ripper with barbarians. Usually I’m fine with what Joe Abercrombie has on offer; brutish fantasy with some comedic relief. Nothing highbrow or what you have to put your brain to work for but still, entertaining. Not so much this time.

The unlikely hero is a young woman that wants to fight, but she’s a woman so she’s laughed off and despised for being better than most. It is also repeatedly mentioned that she’s ugly and not-feminine. Anyway, she ends up as part of a trip around the world and both she and the (male) people around her learn that there’s more to her anger, violence and unappealing face.

This time even the world building just seems to be filler between the fight scenes and insult filled dialogues. I know that sequels are always viewed as to be a bit more challenging, but this was just a slog. If you want barbarian fantasy, try some of his other series.

Half the World, Joe Abercrombie, HarperCollins 2015

Early Man

89 min.

Mum and I always like to support whatever Aardman produces. It’s not just super recognisable English fun, it’s about the endless effort they put into their claymation (clay animation).

Early-Man-character-posterEarly Man is quite … muted, though. Few laughs, and although I understand that you can’t have things look very refined or play word jokes in the back because it being prehistoric surroundings, the humour was noticeably sparse. While cave men playing football to keep their surroundings sounds like something that could be idiotically funny, doesn’t it?

The other thing I wondered about was why the bad guys had German and French (sounding) accents.

It’s fun to recognise Aardman elements (the pet is smarter than the owner, the villain overruled by a woman, spunky female character), but if you want claymation, I’d recommend watched Shaun the Sheep (again).

Early Man, Aardman 2018

The Power

Dear Naomi,

I’ve finished the bloody book.

And Dud Read in February goes to The Power. If there wouldn’t have been some well timed critiques read, I would have walked headfirst into disappointment, because so many people were so_positive about this one.

I mean, Margaret Atwood supported the author in this (at least, that’s what’s mentioned in the acknowledgments), critics mentioned a science fiction story that would make you question patriarchy, the poison of the male fragility, how power corrupts and so on. All that, and teenage girls managing to shoot electricity from their hands.

But then there’s the execution, and the execution is crummy. There’s no fiber, no rhythm, no connection between the characters, the chapters, the paragraphs. It’s an idea dump, sketches of world building that are deserted before you can imagine the image. There’s no push to care about these characters, the worlds they (try to) destroy or build up. It’s not refined enough to add men(‘s right activists) without making it feel like the story is excusing them, and the conclusion of Power Corrupts is clear from early on.

Just don’t bother; I’m sure there are books out there with similar themes that do manage to come out more balanced.

The Power, Naomi Alderman, Hachette 2016

 

Regen

De regen op Mars was zacht en welkom.

Ik weet niet of ik eerder zowel ‘think about it’ als ‘laat maar links liggen’ heb aangevinkt als categorie, maar hier zijn we dan. Elke dag kan een nieuwe ervaring brengen. Maar, waarom deze combinatie dan?

Vooral omdat de auteur van zeer brede geschiedenis, ruim de tweede helft van het boek inzoomt op de VS en Groot Brittannië, en daar op blijft inzoomen voor de rest van het boek. Ja, natuurlijk zijn feitjes over Thomas Jefferson en de eerste weermannen interessant, maar na een meer globale invalshoek valt het nogal rauw op het dak. Was de rest van de wereld wel genoeg bekeken?

Daarnaast verandert de toon in het laatste hoofdstukken van wetenschappelijk naar sprookjesachtig met een flinke dot toeristenheiligheid (oftewel; ‘gelukkig mag ik zoveel van deze inboorlingen leren’).

Beiden laten helaas een vervelende nasmaak achter bij een verhaal waar ik zeer enthousiast aan begon. Houd het anders bij de eerste helft.

Regen: Een natuur- en cultuurgeschiedenis, Cynthia Barnett,