Wednesday 11 May
Saw Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy at the cinema just now. I cried when I left. The Guide helped define me when I was barely into my teens. They’ve trampled all over the original’s gentle, warm humour. They’re trampling all over some of my most precious, cherished memories. The Guide was never intended to be a fucking love story or even as a space adventure: rather, it’s an uplifting, slightly askew look at some of modern life’s more absurd moments and trivialities.
Some points.
One: the original, a radio show, was about the power of imagination. This, the film, is about anything but. The story has never need special effects or props - it could’ve been performed in the theatre to excellent effect.
Two: why bother even including Marvin The Paranoid Android at all?
Three: since when was Arthur Dent a wimp? All he ever was was a confused Englishman in search of a decent cuppa, and home.
Whatever.
Posted on Wednesday, May 11th, 2005by Everett True





I couldn’t quite put my finger on why I hated it so much when I left the cinema. It just felt NOTHING like it should.
What the hell was Marvin about?!
Posted by alex on May 15th, 2005 at 10:36 pm