Some major league nudity to report today!
Game of Thrones
"Sons of Anarchy"
Die Blumen von Gestern
My Week with Marilyn
Gibson film clip (sample below)
All or Nothing
Hawkins film clip (collages below)
Foresti in De Plus Belle (2017) in 1080hd
Berry in The Girl From The Song (2017) in 1080hd
Bobyleva in Camera Obscura (2017) in 1080hd
Janichkina in 12 Chairs (2016) in 720p
Moskow in Tarnished Notes (2016) in 720p
Meyer and others in Starship Troopers (1997) in
I really have mixed feelings about Starship Troopers. I love some things about it. I hate some things about it. It draws me into the story, then it loses me, then it hooks me back in again. I think the reason for that is that the film is ambivalent about its characters and the society they live in. Just as I'm about to root for the individual characters, it starts to make fun of them. Just as I am about to root for the humans in their battle against the bugs, the script goes to extra lengths to assure me that these people are neo-Nazis. On the one hand, it is a sprawling adventure, a juvenile story of the human race versus giant insects from outer space. On the other hand, it is a parody of that kind of film. On the one hand it is a cutesy teenage love quadrangle about how their young lives are affected by war, ala Pearl Harbor. On the other hand, it shows that none of those teens are capable of thinking for themselves, that they are only mouthing the words which have been washed into their brain, and the script feels free to kill off the principals in the quadrangle, thus simplifying the romantic choices considerably.
The science of the film is just as inconsistent as the tone. On the one hand, the human race is capable of travel at ultra-light speed, and the teens talk of being "millions of light years apart". They have communications capable of simultaneous "live" transmission of battle reportage from a planet zillions of light years distant. On the other hand, they go into battle against the insects armed with World War Two armaments. Given that the entire world is controlled by a single militaristic government, you'd think that they would have made some progress in weaponry while they were developing spaceships and news broadcasts that can cross the galaxy instantaneously. Frankly, I don't even understand the physics involved. The insects from a far-off planet are capable of launching their spores far into space as kind of a meteor. In fact, they use this technique to destroy Buenos Aires. But how can this happen? The insects have no technology - no weapons, no buildings, no electronics - they simply spit the spores into space. OK - I'll buy that for the moment, but how did they manage to get the spores to travel to the other side of the universe? "Millions of light years". Without the technology necessary to exceed the speed of light, wouldn't that attack take billions of years?
The strange dichotomies in the film, one might say schizophrenia, are a result of having been born from a militaristic mother, namely Robert Heinlein's juvenile novel, delivered by a libertarian midwife, namely director Paul Verhoeven. It's a strange combination that keeps the film from deciding whether it truly loves and admires the militaristic culture, or despises it. By the way, when I say Heinlein's novel is juvenile, I am not being pejorative. The nomenclature is his own. He wrote stories for adults and stories for boys. This story came from his juvenile series.
In the last analysis, the director and the screenwriter were too contemptuous of their source material. They want me to identify with individuals and a society that they are mocking. Well, boys, which is it? Are the humans Nazi thugs, or brave freedom fighters? I can't decide.
I couldn't laugh at the characters, and I couldn't identify with them. Just when I was laughing at the propaganda film which shows little children stomping cockroaches, because "everyone is doing his part" to defeat the insects, the script starts tearing my heart by showing that the giant insects really are trying to destroy the human race, and have wiped out Buenos Aires. Just when I have become convinced that it is a sappy love story, it turns into a space version of Saving Private Ryan.
The casting provides the same sorts of problems. It seems to me that Verhoeven's satirical eye disposed him to cast the worst actors he could find to play the two leads (Denise Richards and Casper van Dien), just for the purpose of showing us the sheer banality of the characters. These are shallow, beautiful people doing what the state tells them to do. So I was treating these people as disposable props - until the script turns around and asks me to love their nobility and sense of sacrifice.
In the end, I still didn't know whether I am supposed to deplore the fact that the human race has evolved into a mind-controlling fascist state, or be thankful for it, since that seems to be our only hope for survival as a species.
Offbeat movie, to say the least.