There’s been uncertainty in the air of late. We’re actually still in the process of rescuing domain names from the registrar of the living dead Registerfly, but seenby.us is now safe at last! Which is great, cause, well, otherwise the flow of review might…erm…slow down.
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Okay, typing like an adult now. I finished TOMORROW I’LL SCALD MYSELF WITH TEA (actually TOMORROW I’LL GET UP AND SCALD MYSELF WITH TEA, according to the subtitles). Even though it sounds like classic translationese, the Czech titling didn’t look any short than that. I started TIGUASMWT (damn, the acronynm’s a mouthful too!) during my Movie Somnambulist phase and faded about halfway.
So, the Czechs invent time travel and start time tourism, and in so doing already have created a better movie than A SOUND OF THUNDER. Twin brothers, both capable time pilots, one more into the research end, live and work together. One’s smooth, the other a loser. The smooth one cuts a deal with Nazis–not neo-Nazis, o-riginal Nazis kept alive with anti-aging pills. The pills are introduced in such a postmodern way “It’s a good thing we have these anti-aging pills!”. Way to serve the plot, Jurgen.
The Nazi’s stole a museum relic yet functional atom bomb and have cut a deal with the smooth time pilot to help them divert a trip to see dinosaurs into the last months of WW2. Like any carefully conceived plot that requires perfect timing and a lot of luck, something dumb happens–smooth pilot dies rather un-smoothly by choking on a breakfast roll. The uncool twin decides to tell everyone it was he who died and takes over for his brother in his cool-ass life.
You’ve seen movies. Wackiness ensues.
But this movie is loaded with fun ideas and low-tech effects like the paralyzing spray that turns you green by stopping time every little bit and putting a little more paint on your face each time. Fun!
There are a couple of hapless “American” tourists on the same diverted flight that give you a fine idea of what Yurupeans think of our loud dumb asses. They were a lot of fun to watch, esp when the elderly wife pinches Hitler’s cheek “Take a picture with me and Hitler!”.
Most every time travel movie where folks meddle with history ends up with horrendous consequences from trivial acts which can somehow be erased by more meddling, or with an explosion. This one deliberately eats its own tail, hitting reset time after time to nail the desired result. It’s pretty amazing to see this trope used in a positive way for a change. Besides, scientists are starting to piss on the idea of time travel being possible now (it’s possible in Einstein, dammit!), so a happy time travel movie is oh-so-welcome.
Got my copy at Super Happy Fun. You go!
