It seemed like a good idea. There I was. The laptop on my friend's lap. Internet connection, check. But then we made a little judgement call that ended badly. We watched a movie that, really, we shouldn't have.
Let me explain myself a little more first. My friend and I could not decide on what film we wanted to see and thus we googled our options and viewed the trailers. Bad choice, because no matter how rubbish the film is in reality, the trailer will always make it look better in real life. Our trash of choice? Your Highness, a brand new visual demonstration of why only British people aught to be allowed to speak in English accents and wear suits of armor!
The synopses (and what the movie info did not tell me) goes like this: James Franko's character is a brave night, soon to be a king, who falls in love with Zoey Deschannel's character, a virgin kept in a tower till kingdom come since she was a little girl (kinda like that poor Austrian chick), for the sake of mothering a evil warlock's dragon child (I mean, really, someone's ego is a little too big if you ask me; no one's sperm is that great, boy). So after Franko's character has saved his virgin they want to get married, but low and behold the bad guy shows up and ruins everything by claiming back his virgin (women have no say in this it seems). Franko's brother in the movie is a man who spends his time getting high (yes, in Medieval England) with peasants, making a fool of himself and getting drunk; either nothing of mankind has changed or the writers really did not have much to work with. The two brothers are off, with or without their herbs, and embark on their "quest". Halfway through, that actress from Black Swan shows up and looks really cool, until she pulls off all her cloths and reveals a bra and panti (did not know they had those in those days?). Have to say, lost some of my respect for Mz Portman after her exposure, I mean, we knew she was hot, so why flaunt it. I for one do not want to (once more) see ways in which I fall short of great actresses' said bodies. The prince finds his maiden, the brother finds Natalie's happy place, and I find that some types of humor are not for me, especially if they encompass a man with a penis around his head.
The boys in the row behind us enjoyed it, though.
Labels: James Franco, Movies
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