National Treasure
“sigh It’s a big bluish green man … with a strange-looking goatee … I’m guessing that’s significant …”
I don’t think I can add much to my brief initial review, but I’m in the mood to try. The big thing to notice now is how much the movie kinda-sorta resembles a slightly more action-packed Da Vinci Code, as if Bruckheimer had a meeting with his people and said, “Now, guys, there’s this book by a guy called Dan Brown, somebody else has bought it, but you know how fast I can put a movie together, so I say let’s do it …” lol. On a second viewing it loses my attention big time in its last half (at least up to the actual theft of the Declaration of Independence it’s classic Simpson/Bruckheimer), but it remains a movie I could comfortably watch any time. It’s cookie-cutter stuff, but if you’re in the mood, there’s really no arguing with that. Again, and I apologise if I’m big on the score-mentioning at the moment, but music is my thing more than movies, and even though this one is so generic, it’s the kind that without fail makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, so yay for Trevor Rabin once more.
7th March 2005:
I can’t bear Bruckheimer’s up and downs, lol. Just when you think he’s okay, he pulls a Pearl Harbor. Just when he does a Pirates of the Caribbean, he pulls a King Arthur. If this is a pattern, National Treasure doesn’t bode well for Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest, because National Treasure is Good Bruckheimer. It’s nonstop action from start to finish, Raiders of the Lost Ark without the scary supernatural elements, Nicolas Cage being his wonderful self, the usual Hans Zimmer-ish Bruckheimer score. Lots of fun all the way.