by jellydonut25 » Mon Apr 14, 2014 2:00 am
These Hobbit movies are like crappier versions of Peter Jackson's King Kong. Rather than me being able to sit back and say, "Alright, trim this, trim that, take out this scene, and hey, you've got a solid 2-hr movie". I feel like there are a couple of small diamonds inside mountains of elephant diarrhea. Could I get something out of it if I block out the awful and just focus on the good stuff? Eventually maybe...but then a dwarf balances on Smeoauwowg's lips and the stench overpowers me and makes me quit even looking for the occasional bright spots.
Two films in and I'm honestly not sure I could cobble together one single enjoyable film from the couple of parts I liked. Bravo to Peter Jackson though...he managed to take something as awesome as Smaug in both concept and design, and mostly execution and suck all the menace out of it. In the book, Bilbo uses the ring and cunning to be able to make Smaug tire of looking for the needle in the haystack. In the film, it's friggin' Yakety Sax until Smeoauwowg gets covered in golden caramel and flies away. "I am DEATH!" No dude, you couldn't even injure a bunch of dwarves and a Hobbit when you chased them for thirty minutes...you're more like a cockroach; hard to kill, but who the hell cares? You aren't hurting anybody.
So bad. So, SO bad.