Sunday, 21 April 2013
Having been practically brought up on the works of Robert A. Heinlein - which probably explains a lot of my fucked-up earlier life when you think about it - I was not averse to catching a showing of Starship Troopers on the telly last night.
I remember that the original novel was decidedly not one of my favourite Heinleins - the jingoism is strong with this one - but have hopes that the film will put a different slant on it.
Aaargh. Aaargh. Aaargh. My eyes. My poor bloody eyes.
Although my eyes were probably the least bloody bits of flesh in the arena last night. This is a gory movie.
But apart from that, I found the juxtaposition of purposely laughable fascist clips from the future media and the deadpan fascist dialogue from the actors just a bit much.
It's very likely that I am a naive film watcher. I found the whole spectacle so disturbing - or rather, my body found it so disturbing, for my brain insisted upon watching to the end - that my legs were weak and shaky by the time I eventually went to bed.
Not recommended for children,lovers of Heinlein or anyone with a drier sense of humour than the average American.
Pic: Found on this site
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