Originally Posted by MicShazam (Post 1903651)

Tbh, most big, noisy blockbuster movies suck really hard.

Originally Posted by eric generic (Post 1904040)

Meanwhile, all Paul Thomas Anderson / Wes Anderson movies are limited release. :bonkhead:

Originally Posted by eric generic (Post 1904040)

Meanwhile, all Paul Thomas Anderson / Wes Anderson movies are limited release. :bonkhead:

Originally Posted by eric generic (Post 1904054)

The problem is they aren't promoted like a blockbuster.

The industry promotes sure bets (sequels, superheroes, etc), not good / experimental cinema.

They are under the assumption that the masses won't / couldn't appreciate these films. I believe they are mistaken.

Originally Posted by The Batlord (Post 1903481)

Okay so just watched a bit of Jurassic Park and...

That ****ing Brachiosaurus Scene from Jurassic Park

Dude, I was six or newly seven when Jurassic Park came out. I imagine I probably already thought dinosaurs were cool just cause... everyone probably did at that age, but before that movie there had literally been not a single movie about them that was in the least bit realistic or visceral. There was that scene in King Kong with Kong killing the Rex, or whatever that movie is with the people running from the stop motion dinosaurs I don't even have any idea what it is but it's a staple of old clips about dinosaur things and whatever, but it was all goofy looking ****. Nothing that captured any kind of majesty whatsoever.

And then Jurassic Park came along. If you're young enough that you weren't there in 1993 to remember when it came out, and maybe the sequel or the third sequel had already come out, and the novelty of the first was already established in pop culture, then maybe the first was cool and maybe hella cool, but I don't think you can really understand just what an event the first Jurassic Park was upon its release if you were at that very, ultimate, perfect age that I was at the time. I don't want to invoke the Chula defense, but oh my god was it the most amazing movie experience that I will ever feel no matter how long I live, and I still to this day feel like I've betrayed my younger self by not becoming a paleontologist and that's not even particularly hyperbole. It was the only career path imaginable after seeing Jurassic Park.

Jurassic Park was not only the first time that anyone had ever seen believable dinosaurs on screen, but those were the most amazing special effects that anyone had ever seen, and would likely see for years to come, so that anything I saw in theaters that first day, was ****ing real and there was absolutely no cynicism about CGI because I hadn't had any time to become cynical about CGI. Anything I saw that first day? It was a portal to another time, where majesty and wonder the like of which I had never seen was the law of the land and I wanted to be in that land. Even now I would kill you to see that land, more than I will ever care to go into space or live a life of luxury while being cared for by robot slaves.

And when I think of such things, of wonder, of desire, of despair that I will never behold such sights, what I think of is that first breathtaking feeling that swept over me as Alan Grant rose, slackjawed from his jeep, turned Ellie Sadler's head, and forced her to gaze upon a Brachiosaur in all of its titanic splendour. The music kicks in, and... there is nothing but magic. I just now watched that scene again and it brought tears to my eyes. The CG doesn't quite hold up as it did years ago, but it's still surprisingly amazing, and those absolutely pure feelings of wonder from two and a half decades ago still clutch at my heartstrings and leave me breathless. It (almost) transcends the movie itself, as if Spielberg is saying, "Hey, movie or not, this is a public service to all the world so that you all can experience seeing a ****ing dinosaur for the first time and here's people in the narrative to feel that for you so that there is absolutely no narrative dissonance. You're welcome." And when the Brachiosaur releases that majestic cry, rears up to take a bite from a tree, and then crashes down with an impact that must have made the entire theater shudder with the impact...that is magic, that is beautiful, and that is everything that movies should be. That is everything that dinosaurs are.

Originally Posted by Frownland (Post 1904160)

My friend wanted to go see that when it came out and I was like nah man your krampin my style.