The New Road

World Trade Center

Lori and I went to see World Trade Center on Sunday. I think it touched Lori a lot more than it did me. I thought it was very well done, and that the acting was great. But I thought it kind of plodded and small things about it started to annoy me. For example, the actress who played Cage's wife in the movie used blue contacts to get these piercing blue eyes. But the pupils didn't dialate, so in a very dark room she still had half-closed pupils. Why it was important for her to have blue eyes is beyond me, and whey they didn't do it in CG in post is even further beyond me.

Anyway, all that beind said, still a quality movie and definitely worth the rental. Why the rental? Because, as always it seems now, Lori and I accidently bought tickets to the audience participation show. Three ladies behind us were kind enough to provide us with insightful comment through the entire film, despite our loud admonitions to the contrary. For example, one woman decided it was important to let us know that the characters were trapped after the building had collapsed on them. You don't say? What clued you in? Perhaps the rubble? Or the faces of the main characters stuck in the rubble? I'm so glad the audience members decide to provide this running commentary. Mainstream Hollywood films would be so tough to follow otherwise.

Oh, yeah, and the cellphones ringing... and then being answered... that's particularly delightful as well. It's your world, and we are just living in it.

Honestly, I don't remember it being this bad before. Now people won't even be quiet after you ask them to. Some of the kids at these shows even argue with those who shush'ed them. What the hell is that? 

I mean, if we had gone to see Snakes on a Plane or Scary Movie #45, then I would expect some audience stuff. But this is a serious, deep movie, with lots of silence and room for copious tears.