Jean Luc Godard once said “Film is truth, 24 frames per second.” Now, I don’t know what that means, but I do know it’s wrong. Avengers: Endgame cannot be truth, because it’s made of film, and truth is made of emotions or something. I also don’t know who Jean Luc Godard is, or what 24 frames have to do with it, as frames are usually found in Asda, for pictures and photos to sit in.
Although, actually, films are made of pictures, aren’t they? So maybe that’s what he meant, in which case, he’s very clever, even if he’s from somewhere that isn’t where I’m from.
So, what, in fact, is a film?
Well, it’s a thing you go to see when it’s too early to see it on tv. It even comes out before the dvd. And it costs three times as much as watching it for free, which is really stupid. Unless it has nudity in it.
But not every film does.
“Bambi” didn’t.
Neither did “Spaceballs” and that has ‘balls’ in the title.
Welcome to FLIM WEAKLY.
This week, I finally had 7 hours to kill, so caught the new comic film.
Avengers: Endgame
SPOILER WARNING!
All the comic books that didn’t die in Infinity War fight the same bad guy again, by using time travel plot holes that are really convenient.
All the ones that were dead come back, except for the ones that don’t and then Iron Man fists the bad guy, so that Captain America can finally get laid, but it goes wrong and Iron Man dies, proving he wasn’t made of Iron at all, but of human bits, which can’t survive fisting, which is fucking mind blowing, mate.
It’s really, really long and Captain Marvel gets a haircut, which is a big deal, apparently, but doesn’t do anything really, but at least she looks good, and maybe that’s the point.
Marks out of 10……..
3.
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Because they aren’t that stupid.
