Super 8

I saw this movie 10 days after it came out because I had been traveling with "The Off Hours" to film festivals.

It was enough time to hear all the negative reviews and remarks that were really bumming me out.

Come on now, it's Steven Spielberg and J. J. Abrams, how could this film go wrong? It wasn't making any sense to me and I thought my friends and the critics had become a group of haters blinded by retardation or alcoholism.

So finally, I went. Monday June 20Th, my neighbor and I used free passes I had gotten for Christmas, loaded up our arms with popcorn, candy and soda (no flask at this one because I needed to pay close attention) and sat down ready to hate the haters.

WTF? Super 8 is a sad excuse for a movie. The characters are so trite, the camera moves are abrupt and the creatures climactic scene was pathetic. REALLY?

What in the hell were J.J. and Steven drinking when they were working on this film? The kids are some of the worst actors I've ever seen, the adult characters are merely tools to add conflict, and I'm talking 90210 conflict. Many of the scenes and dialogue are just over to top, soap opera plots.

I mean, come on, it's Steven Spielberg. I have a birthright to expect greatness, we all do.

To be fair, I did jump a couple of times and I did laugh a couple of times. My neighbor liked it and gives it a rad. I give it a SAD, straight up.

I don't blame J.J. for wanting to work with Steven, but next time, if you're gonna rip off Close Encounters & E.T., you better write dialogue and create characters just as good, if not better, or do the damn movie by yourself.