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OCEAN'S 11...

Wow this is a weird movie. Kinda like the Dirty Dozen meets The Sting meets Viva Las Vegas.

This is a weird film. Sammie as a garbage truck driver that sings and dances. Sinatra and the rest of the Rat Pack are all ex-paratroopers, and they decide to ripoff Vegas for the big haul. Noble idea, a better place you could not find to rob. Every cent is dream in that town, thrown down the wishing well from hell, bright lights and sparks, noises and whistles. Ahhh Vegas, city of discarded dreams.

Now here's the cool part about the film, they actually work in all eleven main characters. But wait it get's cooler. Caesar Romero is fantastic in the film. I've never seen him this good before. What happened to him, why didn't he perform merely mediocre like most of the work of his I've seen. Wow, he's good.

Then there's George Raft as the head man of Vegas. Red Skeleton pops up, as do a couple of others. A pretty cool caper movie. Seriously it's a caper, not a rat turd. Sorry had to do that. Anyway,now I wanna see ROBIN AND THE SEVEN HOODS! I wasn't expecting this to be a good film, but damn if I didn't giggle like a 9 year old. The film had a great audience reaction, they thrived on the flick, they loved it.

People hung out a long time afterwards. Dad and I stayed in our seats cause we were staying for...

TRON!!!!!!!!!!!!!

For a year now I've been on Tim to schedule TRON. Nearly everytime I saw him, I'd remind him of how cool it would be if he showed TRON. Finally, he gave in, and found a near mint print of TRON. Wow.

The theater filled up to sold out capacity. Astounding. I loved it. I knew the geeks would come, just as they will this 19-21 when he shows BATTLESTAR GALACTICA. TRON is a culturally significant film for an entire generation of tech-heads.

As the opening light burst, followed by electronic dots and lines multilayered into infinity, just caused a collective wave of drool from the mid-twenties to early thirties audience. A collective smile spread across the room. People leaned into their seats, their eyes glossed over with a 5 year old stare.

The music had me entranced. I was once again a 10 year old understanding for the first time just how cool a computer is. How it will change everything, how it will change me.

I remember the first twenty times I saw TRON at the Capitol Plaza in Austin. Same theater I saw ALIEN, CLOSE ENCOUNTERS OF THE THIRD KIND, BIG TROUBLE IN LITTLE CHINA in. I remember making notes in my head, that I had to get a computer, because I could do something with it. That was the extent of the plan, hey I was 10!!!

Then soon after I saw WARGAMES and that told me I could at least change my grades, a talent I luckily never needed. I found bribery worked just fine.

As those lightcycles first streaked across the screen I was re-in-love. The 'vreeeeeeeeeeoin' sound they made, the right angle turns, the breahless speed. Yes, yes, I remember this. The Tank and the Recognizer, the Blip, yes, everything, was stored perfectly. My mouth begins lipsyncing all the dialogue.

I became an automoton. A brainwashed member of generation 'tech' (the term I personally think should be the tag our generation gets. Let's face it, the PC to the Internet, that's us. Generation Tech. Ok ok, no label is fine by me too.

Then the disc battle between TRON and those four hapless schmucks. Boxleitner was holy in this film. Then there's Jeff Bridges... absolutely perfect as FLYNN. Man, I can't say enough how cool it was to see this film big. I went to see it two more times at the Alamo.

It was that good. The theater was sold out each time, and the audience was the same age. There were collective sighs, awwwwwws and giggles. This was every bit as intense as a full audience for GREASE. This film changed the paths of people's lives. They bought computers, learned to use them, all because of this film. In a more pompous world we could say we were all sons and daughters of TRON, but thank god we live in a reasonable world where we can merely say the movie frinnin' rocks!

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