Procrastination Theatre: June 30, 2012
So, for about two months, or however long this has been released, whenever we had my youngest brother William over on Friday nights and we were trying to decide what movie to watch, he’d be like, “THE GREY!” and he’d sell us this big long thing about how badass fighting wolves would be. So finally last week, I let him rent it on our Apple TV.
Dude, this movie is really depressing. Basically, if a movie has Liam Neeson, you know it’s going to be stark and desperate and it’s going to involve a man who’s willing to give up his life because he’s lost something essential. The man just has that look in his eyes. And so anyway, despite 99% of this movie being not very good, and ADDITIONALLY it being a terrible misrepresentation of wolves that would make Farley Mowat furious (read Never Cry Wolf. Do it. Don’t pass Go. Just do it.), there were about ten minutes of this that I found really moving because it involved Liam Neeson telling a story about his father and a poem that his father had written and put on the wall. And it’s the sort of poem that’s only moving if Liam Neeson reads it….but he did. So it made me feel things.
