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I don't know if it's such a bad thing to be able to see where a story's plot is going given certain parameters. The cardinal rule of writing is something like "if you show a loaded gun in the first act, it must be fired before the end." I see stories unfold and I often ask myself "why is the writer/director showing me this now?" The answer is that the metaphorical gun is just sloppily brandished in the first place. In the new Star Trek film, I'll call the metaphorical gun "The Tribble."
When I say things like "I saw [that plot point] coming" I don't necessarily mean that it was predictable in a bad way. I may mean that it was logically placed, out in plain view, with large metaphorical neon arrows pointing at it, like one character asking another to explain something about it when there are much better things he could be doing at that moment. Right, Mister Spock?
Many stories are built to go off by the numbers: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, etc., and you can almost count along with the author if you're paying enough attention. I like to see some other numbers besides the whole cardinals, numbers like 1.7 or 2.1 or pi, numbers that go places and prompt my thoughts to go in interesting directions, or even numbers like 4.9999999999, just to ratchet up the suspense.
I think this just means I need to consume media that's more challenging.
I did enjoy it, despite being significantly distracted by some of the costuming choices. I reasoned out a plot point on my own with one good look at the Starfleet uniforms. The younger actors' shirts were very closely tailored and almost skin tight, while the older actors were much much more loosely tailored. Uniforms should be functional, so I thought the ahem generously cut ahem tunics flapping around the middles of some of the older actors were a bit ridiculous. You wouldn't see an older actress in a costume nearly as generously cut because a) there were no older female actors in speaking roles in this film and b) older female actors don't get hired for roles in films without meeting a significantly different (read higher, and frequently younger skewing) standard of beauty than the male actors in the same films. I also got a good chuckle spotting what looked like man-girdle lines showing under a particular actor's shirt. Perhaps it was the way he was sitting, but trousers don't normally have eight inch high waistlines with vertical lines in them.
And speaking of trousers, the uniform ones were awful. They looked like denim harem pants, with saggy butts and droopy crotches. What the heck was all that extra fabric doing there except to remind me of that Justin Bieber exists? Please, just... no.
(Sorry about the text weirdness, as I tend to use RTF and copy and paste from different websites when I change my mind about where to post what)
When I say things like "I saw [that plot point] coming" I don't necessarily mean that it was predictable in a bad way. I may mean that it was logically placed, out in plain view, with large metaphorical neon arrows pointing at it, like one character asking another to explain something about it when there are much better things he could be doing at that moment. Right, Mister Spock?
Many stories are built to go off by the numbers: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, etc., and you can almost count along with the author if you're paying enough attention. I like to see some other numbers besides the whole cardinals, numbers like 1.7 or 2.1 or pi, numbers that go places and prompt my thoughts to go in interesting directions, or even numbers like 4.9999999999, just to ratchet up the suspense.
I think this just means I need to consume media that's more challenging.
I did enjoy it, despite being significantly distracted by some of the costuming choices. I reasoned out a plot point on my own with one good look at the Starfleet uniforms. The younger actors' shirts were very closely tailored and almost skin tight, while the older actors were much much more loosely tailored. Uniforms should be functional, so I thought the ahem generously cut ahem tunics flapping around the middles of some of the older actors were a bit ridiculous. You wouldn't see an older actress in a costume nearly as generously cut because a) there were no older female actors in speaking roles in this film and b) older female actors don't get hired for roles in films without meeting a significantly different (read higher, and frequently younger skewing) standard of beauty than the male actors in the same films. I also got a good chuckle spotting what looked like man-girdle lines showing under a particular actor's shirt. Perhaps it was the way he was sitting, but trousers don't normally have eight inch high waistlines with vertical lines in them.
And speaking of trousers, the uniform ones were awful. They looked like denim harem pants, with saggy butts and droopy crotches. What the heck was all that extra fabric doing there except to remind me of that Justin Bieber exists? Please, just... no.
(Sorry about the text weirdness, as I tend to use RTF and copy and paste from different websites when I change my mind about where to post what)
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