In 1997 Luc Besson stole George Lucas' lunch, ate it, and then laughed in his face--haughtily, as only a Frenchman can.
Besson and Digital Domain brought the kick-ass next-generation visual effects two full years before Lucas' 16 years-in-the-making wet diaper The Phantom Menace.
I remember sitting in theater for The Fifth Element thinking "Damn! Finally somebody moved the ball forward with the dope sci-fi shit." I also remember sitting in the theater for The Phantom Menace thinking "Pffft. I've already seen this shit."
So while it's oh-so-easy to shit on George Lucas for all the other failings of his second set of Star Wars movies, let's not forget to shit on him for getting beaten to punch on special effects by a dude who spends his time making actual movies that don't suck.
Green?
Supergreen.
Why You're Here:
You've said to yourself, "beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine."
You've often thought about what it would have been like to drop acid with Groucho Marx.
You know that until you measure it, an electron is everywhere, and your mind reels at the implications.
You'd like to get drunk on the wine from my sweet, sweet mind grapes.
You've often thought about what it would have been like to drop acid with Groucho Marx.
You know that until you measure it, an electron is everywhere, and your mind reels at the implications.
You'd like to get drunk on the wine from my sweet, sweet mind grapes.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Lest Anyone Forget
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