Just got in from seeing Mr. & Mrs. Smith. Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie have great chemistry. Because I could believe that they were a loving couple facing the difficulties of married life (in their unusual situation), I enjoyed the flick even though the plot was so unbelievable.
Including Mr. & Mrs. Smith, I saw quite a diverse array of movies this weekend, starting with one of my favorite flicks of the 1980s–Matthew Robbins‘ Dragonslayer with Peter MacNicol (later to gain fame on Ally McBeal) doing a great job as the sorceror’s apprentice who must find a way to slay the dread beast. Ralph Richardson is (as always) brilliant as the sorceror while we see Ian McDiarmid in his last film role before going over to the dark side.
And I watched the entertainingly atrocious Plan 9 From Outer Space. After buying this best of bad movies, I had to see if it was as bad as I had heard. It was worse. The writing was dreadful. (Imdb helpfully provides a list of some of the worst lines of the flick here.) The acting was terrible. I don’t think there was much direction. Some of the sets were laughable. The interior of alien mother ship looked like it had been designed for a high school play. And yet I don’t think I laughed so hard watching a movie about space ships since I last saw Galaxy Quest.
If the purpose of movies are to entertain, then Plan 9 certainly does the trick. I even find it amusing that Imdb classifies the flick as a horror movie. Because the only thing scary about this film is that some people once took it seriously.