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So, Get Smart: ahahaha. I'm not saying it was astoundingly intellegent; most of the humor was fairly simple, less dry than the original (or so Mr. Rainer and my mother say). And there were bits that I think were supposed to connect and make sense, but kind of... failed. For example, the comment about the "night before", which as I remember they (Carroll and Hathaway) spent blowing up a bakery. (Was there something I missed there?) Also, I would have loved to see more of the agent - paperpusher feud, and just more of Masi Oka in general, even though he's not nearly as funny as a fluent English-speaker. Meanwhile, Dwayne "the Rock" Johnson was funny in the first half but had about the emotional range of his namesake - which, to my surprise, had the effect of making his character... thought-provoking, I suppose. Motivation? Attatchment? It didn't seem to make sense, and not just his acting. Bad writing, too, probably, but hey. Lemons make lemonade. & of course, Maxwell Smart (Steve Caroll) was adorable, Hathaway was vapid but quite pretty to look at, and thank god for Alan Arkin.
All in all, it was entertaining, and at least I can go away satisfied that Carroll got a longer on-screen kiss with The Rock than he did with Hathaway.
ETA: Also, my headphones are only working in one ear. What the hell, manufacturers? I mean, sure, I accidently stomped on the little pointy bit and kind of dropped them down the stairs, and bent said pointy bit back and forth and back and forth, but still. I expected better of you.
ETA#2: Dexter. Squee, squee, squee. If you do not mind a helluva lot of blood but love psychological fuckery, watch this show.
All in all, it was entertaining, and at least I can go away satisfied that Carroll got a longer on-screen kiss with The Rock than he did with Hathaway.
ETA: Also, my headphones are only working in one ear. What the hell, manufacturers? I mean, sure, I accidently stomped on the little pointy bit and kind of dropped them down the stairs, and bent said pointy bit back and forth and back and forth, but still. I expected better of you.
ETA#2: Dexter. Squee, squee, squee. If you do not mind a helluva lot of blood but love psychological fuckery, watch this show.