![]() They stalk the night streets, feeding on any living thing they can catch…including each other. The novella, for those not in the know, is a stark examination of the lengths one man must go to remain healthy, living, and sane in a post-apocalyptic world where a great plague has decimated most of the human race and turned the rest into vampires. Originally a novella written by mid-twentieth century genre-bender Richard Matheson (the man who wrote all those Twilight Zone episodes you remember), I Am Legend follows the frequently-drunken adventures of the Last Man on Earth, a hapless schmuck from Compton named Robert Neville.Ī brief word on the text: Matheson wrote I Am Legend in 1954, back when white people still called Compton home. Our corner of the world is all-too familiar with this story. ![]() Had it been rushed into production…oh, say…four years ago…it would have been. ![]() I admit I cringed in anticipation of this film, too. This metamorphosis struck him in preparation for (the undeservedly-named) I, Robot, with results that were predictably horrible. Instead, Smith has once again transubstantiated himself into a sci-fi/action hero. Memories of his reign as the Fresh Prince of Bell-Air will forever hobble his attempts to be a “serious actor.” What is a man named Smith to do? Another Men in Black sequel? Perish the thought. But let’s face it: most of his movies are forgettable trash at best ( Wild Wild West), roaring monstrosities at worst ( Bad Boys). And if, on some planet, on some distant day, I ever have the occasion, I won’t let the fact I that he’s now an adherent of a certain batshit-insane religion get in the way of being polite. In the meantime, you and I can hash out the Colonel’s latest recommendation: I Am Legend, a film I dismissed out of hand once I learned the identity of its star. Payback is a bitch, and one of these days I’m going to find my old copy of Attack of the Killer Tomatoes and the Colonel will pay (oh yes, she will pay) for her enthusiastic recommendation of Michael Bay’s Transformers. We’ve shared many films together, each inflicting untold horrors on the other. ![]() As human beings go, she’s the pinnacle of evolution. My eternal friend, the beloved Colonel Giddens, has horrible taste in movies. ![]()
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