Star Trek at the IMAX Atlantic City (in the Tropicana Casino) was a really inTENSE experience. I spent most of it with fists clenched, blood pulsing in my ears, totally aware of my elevated heart rate. The photo above was taken - slyly, I might add - from my seat in the middle of the theater, about 50 feet away from the screen. So that says something about how gianormous the fuggin' thing was. A viewer, unless comfortably seated in the back of the theater, must move one's head back and forth in order to follow the action around the screen. I suppose for some people this allows the viewer to be more fully immersed in the realm of the movie.
For me, it equals hypertension and neck pain. But maybe I should have seen the Jim-Carrey-narrated under-the-sea flick, gotten a lollipop, and just sucked it up instead. The dude who played young sexy Spock definitely looked hot x 1,000, though, once magnified to the IMAX degree. (I wish I could say the same for hottie young Kirk, whose every zit pimple wart and scar were all up in everyone's faces.) Too bad they had to CGI out Spocky's inability to really tackle the role.
Or worse, too bad he dates Veronica Mars.
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