When it became too hot for both of us to stay at Balmoral beach, we fled to the air-conditioned darkness of the Hoyt’s cinema complex at Broadway. We watched Walt Disney’s Enchanted, which delivered everything it promised. It’s as well-made a piece of movie confectionary as you’re ever likely to see. I enjoyed it hugely, although I’m probably not in its intended demographic target group. It worked, of course, because everyone involved played it for real. There was no post-modern, bullshit deconstruction at play. The movie makers simply asked us to suspend disbelief. I did entirely.
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
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When it became too hot for both of us to stay at Balmoral beach, we fled to the air-conditioned darkness of the Hoyt’s cinema complex at Broadway. We watched Walt Disney’s Enchanted, which delivered everything it promised. It’s as well-made a piece of movie confectionary as you’re ever likely to see. I enjoyed it hugely, although I’m probably not in its intended demographic target group. It worked, of course, because everyone involved played it for real. There was no post-modern, bullshit deconstruction at play. The movie makers simply asked us to suspend disbelief. I did entirely.
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