It is smoky as hell here in Eastern Washington. Add to that it’s near 100 Degrees Fahrenheit, and there’s not even a slight breeze. It’s like living inside a smoker. The smoke from the 600+ wildfires in the the state, combined with smoke drifting in from B.C., Oregon and California is making this one of the worst summers on record for air pollution.
As a result you are constantly reminded to stay indoors and don’t do anything strenuous outside. It chokes off the fun here, and you start to go cabin fever crazy.
One of the best activities for people to get out of the house is go to the movies. So now at he risk of being one of those crazy hogs, I decided to go to the theater for my third day in a row.
It was time to suck it up and see “The Meg”. One of the 2 movies offered. I figured I could maybe see BlackkKlansman some other time.
That probably proved to be a bad decision. The best thing I can say about The Meg is that there was no smoke inside the theater. I would have gladly sat through any movie today, just to breath some commercially filtered cool smoke free air, but the Meg has it’s own bad smell.
This was a seriously goofy movie. The most interesting part was the heavy Chinese influence on the film. It is actually fun to see how the Chinese are adapting with Hollywood and making it their own. They are now well on their way to copying the lame action film formula Hollywood has been spitting out for the past few decades and doing it all on their own, tailored to China, but workable worldwide. It won’t be long before China doesn’t need Hollywood at all. This film demonstrated that both with its plot, and with its delivery.
All the standard stunts are there, the special effects, the goofy heroics, the preposterous storyline.
There is some fantastic Chinese propaganda featuring a villain billionaire who is an American immoral tech billionaire capitalistic pig who is willing to destroy the planet to make a buck off an important scientific discovery.
The Hero’s of the story are a Chinese super family and a hunky Australian, Jason Statham, who comes out of of his Asian escapist retirement to save the beautiful Chinese daughter, not once, but in three separate occasions. The only other obvious American includes a silly overweight black character who does ocean research for a living but does not know how to swim. He is saved in one scene by the calming you young granddaughter of the Chinese family who is 8 years old, and reminds the panicked goofball to calm down he has a life jacket on, and splashing will attract the shark.
The diversity of the cast is actually really nice, and more realistic and representative of the global world we live in now. That did not help the bad acting, the stupid plot, campiness and the overall unsurprising shark attack scenes.
In the end the surviving cast members are hauled off on a giant yacht clearly waving a Chinese flag. It was a fitting end from a Hollywood/Chinese made film and a salute to Hollywood that China can take it from here.
The movie got me out of the smoke for a while. And because of Moviepass it didn’t cost me anything.
As I left the theater, I noticed again how empty the place has become. The concession line is dead. There were five employees in the lobby milling around chatting, doing nothing.
The place is a far cry from when Moviepass was going full tilt. I can only imagine the level of sales decline at this theater is near catastrophic. The Moviepass hangover, that was feared by theater owners, now looks to be setting in.
I couldn’t help thinking to myself, if Moviepass dies, this theater will be damaged, maybe beyond repair.