THE DA VINCI CODE
Please force-feed me your rehashing of contemporary historical analysis of the questing of the Holy Grail, Dan Brown. Please mold the esoteric knowledge of secret orders and obscure theoretical discourse into a palatable movie for me to consume in a hungry state of suspense, Dan Brown.
Oh god, Dan Brown, please poke at my hole with your phallus of weltanschauung-shattering suppositions. Oh god, Dan Brown, lest not my entire identity, forged as it has been in this Christian world, be erased in your fogs of disillusionment!!
Oh god, what I believe - is it actually not true?!?! GASP! Au secours! Au secours!
or
Oh my god, we've been lied to the whole time!
or
Should I take the blue pill or the red pill?
or
How to turn a movie into a novel without having actually written the movie.
And I'm sorry, the characters were hardly characters, merely devices to move the plot forward. Disgustingly flat. Disgustingly.
That said, I sat at the edge of my seat the whole way through, wondering why they cast Angelina Jolie instead of Charlize Theron. And Mark Wahlberg instead of Paul Walker.
No comments:
Post a Comment