Excerpt from MoS sequel "obtained": [link]
Buffista Movies 7: Brides for 7 Samurai
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Okay, what the hell, they're making a LEGO movie??
...And it actually looks good? What? No, seriously, it's from the directors of Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs and 21 Jump Street, both of which were surprisingly intelligent and hilarious...plus Batman.
What was surprisingly intelligent about 21 Jump St? Did it happen after their fragile friendship was cracked to the core by the ex-uncool guy spouting off? I had to go find where my eyes had rolled off to at that point, and got too distracted to finish the movie.
I found it to be a very smart combination of homage and satire. It was much more than the dumb comedy I expected it to be.
Homage, where? And what was worth satirising? I found it to be so independent of the original beyond "undercover in high school" that they had to jam in the original actors to remind us why they spent money on the licensing. And there wasn't enough about the original to really satirise anyway.
Also really quite predictable, so if it wasn't an existing property, there'd be no reason to watch it either.
I really liked the 21 Jump Street movie. Thought it was consistently funny and sweethearted.
I thought it was easy and predictable, at least up to the point where I couldn't hang any more. Maybe it all came together in the ninth. But I didn't like anyone so far, and I didn't even hate them enough to want to burn them at the stake. Just guys I preferred on the far side of the room.
Oh crud, a Lego movie. That's going to be one of those movies I will have to see given that I live with their target audience. I wish I shared your rather muted enthusiasm for it, P-C.
R.I.P. James Gandolfini what the hell.
Oh, that's sad. And 51--jeez, I would have said he was 51 during The Sopranos.