EXAGGERATION NATION

Children of Men - A Review

Let me tell you this first: this is not a science fiction movie. So
don’t put down this gem by saying "oh it’s just another sci-fi
futuristic movie about the end of the world." I’m afraid to say, you
are oh so wrong buddy. Review starts below, stop reading if you don’t want to be spoiled. Consider yerself warned.

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The story is set in 2027, where mankind is now unable to reproduce. This infertility has been going on for 18 years all around the world, and it has brought chaos all around the world. Britain is one of the last countries that can still handle its internal chaos. The movie is opened by a news piece saying that the world’s youngest person has just been killed, he was 18 years old.

The movie tells the story of the journey of Theo Farren who (rather unwillingly at first) has to escort a pregnant young lady to a humanitarian organization out of the country. Problem is, the young lady (Kee), is a refugee, and in 2027 Britain, if you’re a fugee, you’ll either get killed, caged, or placed in decrepit fugee towns. Not exactly the kind of situation you would want the hope of humanity to be in, and that’s why giving her to the government isn’t exactly an option. There is also this underground rebel-type community, The Fishes (headed by Julianne Moore’s character, Julian). They fight for the rights of the fugees, and want to use Kee & her baby their symbol of their uprising, a declaration of power using violence of some sort.

But what will happen? Is Kee going to be used as a flag of the uprising, will she be taken into custody and probably being tested by the government, or will she and Theo make it into the rumored humanitarian organization? Well, I’m not here to tell you that, you’ll have to invest your money on that.

What I really love about this movie is that it’s extremely powerful and unpredictable. You will meet a lot of compelling characters in this movie. Acting and casting are spot on, and what they do to the characters will definitely shock you at times. Just don’t get too comfortable with these characters.

An interesting note, this movie keeps it real by adding elements of humour now and then. In my opinion, that’s imitation of life. Because seriously; you might be scared to death because you have assassins hunting you, but when things go silly, you still chuckle.

Moving on to the more ‘technical’ stuff (what the fuck do I know to talk condescendingly about the ‘technical‘ stuff anyway?). The camera work is remarkable. It’s not always steady, sometimes it’s mounted on cameramen, adding the element of unsteadiness, suspense and real urgency to it. The set, special effects and sound and very well done. They make a believeably gloomy and apocalyptic future. You can feel the vibrations every time a bazooka is blasted, and most importantly, this film is not scared of showing blood. It’s not over-the-top bloody, but it shows that in times of war, there will be blood.

One more thing, this movie succeeds in making the scenario believable. As soon as I finished watching, I really felt as if mankind is really going to extinction due to infertility. It’s one creepy situation we all do not want to be in.

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Verdict:
A well made, great movie with plenty powerful scenes and a profoundly moving ending. Catch it when it’s out. 9 out of 10.

I’ve been on a movie-watching binge lately, as well as this blogging bug. So expect a slew of reviews coming up (one of them is Little Miss Sunshine) as soon as I finished writing some more non-movie-related-but-more-about-my-narcissism topics (Haha! I know, exciting stuff, right?).

Next on my to watch-and-blog list: Volver, and The Wind That Shakes The Barley. Hopefully I won’t be going out of steam soon, because I highly enjoy the feeling of being productive. Mmm hmm.

On another note, I seem to be on a dash binge as well, as evidence in this very post.

How is it that they can have tweezed-out eyebrows, perfect 3-days designer stubble, luscious hair, wear the dandiest of clothes, and still love ass and titties???

French and Spanish metros are even worse. They use their hands extensively when they talk, even flailing sometimes. How flaming.

It’s mind-boggling. And confusing. It sure is making it a lot harder for us homos.

Anyway, a message fer the straight girls:

Beware of them, always remember that in the end of the day, it’s their hair that is number one for them. Oh yes. 

You know you’re in a country which population is not fully comfortable with homosexuality when you got the bouncer of a gay bar asking you this question as you were inching towards the entrance:

"Lads, you do know that this is a gay bar, right?"

Yeah. Rrright. It’s not like we didn’t know what a 6-colored rainbow flag on top of the entrance door was supposed to mean. He should’ve just asked us straight up whether we’re cocksuckers or not. Stupid.

So people, have you ever get the urge to hurl yourself onto a speeding vehicle; a sedan, a bus, a train perhaps, just to see what would happen?

Would there be a big bang and then silence, people shouting or screaming and then silence, or just silence and nothing else?

Well I have. In fact, I’ve felt the urge so many times that I’m pretty sure the intention is not solely to end my curiosity. Maybe some other things will end along with it.

… Sigh.