Relenting on my preference to avoid seeing any more movies at the WB lot until they work out a better arrangement, we went over for The Bourne Supremacy tonight. Because it's been out for a while, we figured there would not be a long line like there was for the pre-release blockbuster we waited for hours to see last time, only to be turned away a few places from the door. And we were right -- no line at all.


Other titles I would give this movie:

Bourne: The Derby

Bourne... Jason Bourne: Shaken and Stirred

Sheesh, the modern trend for the hand-held home-video camera style is pissing me off, and making it nigh impossible for me to watch more and more films and TV shows where they use it.

I can accept it during a fight scene although as Shelley points out, it's impossible to grasp what's actually happening and what fighting styles they're using when the camera acts as stuntman for one of the characters in the scene. It certainly might be putting fight sequence directors out of work.

But I do not accept it during static dialog scenes where the zoom is so tight on the actors' faces that any little shift they make takes them out of frame and cause the camera to follow. Sometimes, even, the actor does not move, but the camera does, so it has to move back. Seems like it might put some DPs out of work too. I hate it, hate it, hate it.

Aside from the camera work, the movie itself proved a true action flick. It sported quite a few good sequences, including a heart-pounding car chase cum demolition derby that took ages to resolve, and let the audience literally catch its breath. Once it ended I was not alone in making an exclamation about that.

Rent it for the car chase. Not the cinematography.



And then go to the grocery store and buy yourself a bag of those orange circus peanuts and a can of spray-on chocolate whipped cream for them. Deee-lish!