Saturday, July 26, 2014
getting my ape on
Friday was my day in Manzanillo.
I knew since I returned I would need to make the trip. My Escape is past due for its periodic maintenance. I have had a spot on the bridge of my nose for seven years that needs a bit of examination. And my teeth are itching for a good cleaning.
Of course, there was the long list of replacement items I needed to buy as a result of our little lightning strike. The Telmex repairman managed to take two things off the list, but I still needed a cordless telephone and a power strip.
I was not going to get sucked into buying a much more expensive voltage regulator-surge protector-backup battery unit. I still have a smoking hulk to remind that there are no prophylactics for the rage of Mother Nature.
The trip south was successful -- and quick. My dentist and dermatologist are married to one another, and are just two offices down from one another. A five minute stop earned me Monday appointments with both.
And Office Depot offered all of the equipment I needed. A bit expensive, as are all electronic goods in Mexico, but I will now have a land line in the house. I have found it helpful for the occasional telephone call north. Telmex includes a limited number of long distance calls in my internet package.
Out of curiosity, I stopped at the Cinepolis multiplex to see if there were any movies worth seeing. There was. In 10 minutes, Dawn of the Planet of the Apes would start. So, I bought a ticket.
I was never a big fan of the original series of movies, and I have not seen the first of the new series: Rise of the Planet of the Apes. But I had read some very good reviews.
As is often true of early matinees in Manzanillo, the theater was almost empty -- with the exception of about six young Mexican women who spent the next two hours texting on their telephones, and chatting with one another. I have just come to expect it as part of the theater-going experience here.
I assume they got bored with reading the insipid dialog in the subtitles. I know it bored me just listening to it.
Rotten Tomatoes sums up the movie with this: "With intelligence and emotional resonance to match its stunning special effects, Dawn of the Planet of the Apes expands on its predecessor with an exciting and ambitious burst of sci-fi achievement."
I am not certain they watched the same movie I did. The "intelligence and emotional resonance" is about the same level as those after-school television programs that the easy-to-please describe as classics. About 20 minutes into the movie and I was looking for the remote control to change channels.
Because this is a prequel, you would have to have the attention span of a corn tortilla to be surprised by any of the hackneyed plot twists. That is, if you can find the plot. It is a linear story with few distractions to spice its inevitable march to the bank with our ticket sales.
A lot of money went into making the apes look "real" -- or as real as can be expected for an audience who has never seen apes in the wild. Instead of the deplorable shag rug costumes hiding human actors in the original series, the apes are computer generated using the movements of actors.
That sounds as if it should be awesome. It isn't. Close up, the apes are as cutely anthropomorphic as any Disney creature. Where the image falls apart is in long shots. Gravity appears to have minimal effect on the apes. Leaving them looking like a cross between bulky birds and a Cirque du Soleil act.
I was about to say that I might approach the movie a bit differently had I seen Rise of the Planet of the Apes. And maybe I should.
Naw! I've wasted enough time on this drivel. Instead, I will watch a DVD of Company -- and find true intelligence and emotional resonance.
I was so busy muttering about the movie on my way back to Melaque that I forgot to stop at the Ford dealership to set an appointment for my Escape. But I have a new telephone that is just the right instrument to solve that problem.
It is good to be back in the saddle in Melaque.