If you’re expecting Russell Crowe, in all of his ham-fisted glory, to slice through a length of curtain with a rapier and make like Tarzan through a candle-fraught plywood castle, then you might be more than a little sad. Still other tragic moments abound in the tradition of Lincoln green spandex: Alan Rickman is no longer the Sherriff of Nottingham. The Merry Men don’t have any musical numbers. There’s even a slightly tragic overlap of William Wallace-ness.Yet where the movie fails to hold up to the exacting demands of a woodland bandit's largesse—oft-personified in the creed 'steal from the rich n' give to the poor'—this update remains more than faithful in spirit.
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WTF indeed! We stand for Films, Tunes, and Whatever else we feel like (not necessarily in order!) Professor Nonsense heads the 'Whatever' department, posting ramblings ranging from the decrepit, to the offbeat, to the just plain absurd! The mysterious Randor takes helm of the 'Tunes' front, detailing the various melodic messages he gets in earfuls. Weekly recommendations and various musings follow his shadows. Finally, our veteran movie critic, Lt Archie Hicox, commands the 'Film' battlefield, giving war-weathered reviews on flicks the way he sees them. Through the eyes of a well-versed renegade, he stands down for no man! Together we are (W)hatever(T)unes(F)ilms!
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