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Anger In Celluloid

A graphic representation of my face as I watched Van Helsing.
A graphic representation of my face as I watched Van Helsing.

I want to talk for a bit about the emotions that films can bring out of us. Specifically, how physically angry a film can make us feel. The other day I received an e-mail from a friend of mine talking about how much he hated the film Passengers (dir. Rodrigo Garcia, 2008). The film made him want to demand his money back and he heeded that I never see this film for myself. I'm the kind of guy who is satisfied with about 75% of the films he sees. I wouldn't even go as far as to say Alvin and the Chipmunks: The Squeakquel (dir. Betty Thomas, 2009) is a bad movie because you get what you ask for when watching it. There are still movies that make me physically angry. Why don't we take a trip down memory lane.

Van Helsing (dir. Stephen Sommers, 2004) nearly made me pop a vein in my forehead. This was mostly in part to how excited I was to see the movie. I was thinking, "Wolverine is going to tear up some monsters and its going to rock." During the entire 131 minutes of the movie all I could think was, "Why are you ruining it on purpose? Why do you hate me?" Van Helsing had been successful in creating a concept that would win over a 16 year old boy. It got me into the theater on opening weekend and had my excited about sequel opportunities before I even saw it because I had a 'no way this will blow mentality.' Van Helsing did everything right but deliver on the movie. It made me swear off Hugh Jackman. We all have seen a movie that has a great concept but was put in inept hands and therefore blew like a train whistle. I felt the same way about I Am Legend (dir. Francis Lawrence, 2008). The source material was superb but they ignored all of it in favor of a clunky movie with a Shrek reference. Movies have the task of deciding what the public wants to see and making it. It can be insulting watching a movie that is so drab. It feels like the studios think you're an idiot and will eat up drivel like Paul Blart: Mall Cop (dir. Steve Carr, 2009). An insult to your intelligence is sure to boil the blood. 

Whether or not we see a film that makes us sing praises or see a film that makes us hate human existence we still display a distinct emotion towards it. Its funny the type of emotional turmoil we can be put through in the span of 2 to 3 hours. Good or bad, films have an effect on us. There is a richness to films that only requires a few hours to form an opinion and everything you need to know is right in front of your eyes. 


  • Leah 5 years ago

    I think that the last film that made me angry was Ninja Assassin.

  • KL 5 years ago

    The Illusionist filled me with rage and contempt. So thank god for The Prestige, right?

  • Christine - Gainesville Movie Examiner 5 years ago

    True story about "I Am Legend"! The original story was fantastic and I see no reason why couldn't easily have turned that out on-screen. But no. All of best parts (and the WHOLE reason behind the title, btw) were forsaken so that Will Smith could neatly preach about Bob Marley. Unfortunate, to say the least.

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