Well, we had a great party last night which went into the wee hours. I slept late, got up to face a kitchen that looked utterly debauched, had a fight with my teenage daughter (that was fun), thought of taking the Christmas tree down - didn't - and then went with friends to see Eragon. So far the year is starting ho-hum. I'm feeling the after holiday depression, I think. Don't have much ambition to do anything, looked at the epilogue I was working on and didn't feel the spark to do anything with it. I've read a number of fics that are much better than anything I can do and feeling depressed about writing again. I've got the perennial think-I'll-give-up-writing blues. Got to go back to work tomorrow. So, it's back to real life. Sigh.
Anyway, for my last foray into fantasy for a while, I went to see Eragon. The movie had moments but was mostly a disappointment.
So, I have to say that I have not read the book. I understand it was written by a 15 year old named Christopher Paolini, self-published by the family several years later and then picked up and published by a major company where it became a best seller. I think the fantasy come true story is all right there. I hear that the book is much more involved and detailed than the movie (to be expected). However, I will say that after seeing the movie, I wouldn't bother to read the book as it is highly derivative from Tolkien, Star Wars, and the Pern Dragon Rider series with nothing original that I could see. The classic fantasy storyline of evil king taking over the kingdom with his wicked sorcerer and orc-like henchmen, and the simple young boy suddenly thrown into events, befriended by an older, crotchety wizard character, and learning that he has previously unknown powers is so well-trodden and was so predictable that I had a very hard time watching the movie.
The lead actor cast as Eragon is a newcomer named Ed Speleers and he did a reasonably good job with his part as well as being suitably attractive eye-candy. And I did get some good moments out of thinking slashy thoughts about Eragon and his intriguing buddy Murtagh, who shows up too late in the film and doesn't have near a big enough part. I even entertained slashing them, but don't have enough interest in the subject material to do that. Better to write my own characters, methinks.
The film had some big names, such as Jeremy Irons as Eragon's mentor, John Malcovich as the evil king (I kept watching his mouth and thinking of his role in Dangerous Liaisons), and Djimon Hounsou as the leader of the rebel alliance. But even though these actors lent a certain weight to their roles, it didn't help particularly. I did like the fact that the rebel leader was black and so were a number of the rebels as it made for one of the few refreshing aspects of this particular fantasy world.
The best part of the movie was the special effects wizardry that created the dragon Saphira. The thrill of seeing her swooping flight made the whole film for me.
Oh and there was that great wrestling romp between Eragon and his cousin, who looked enough like him that at first I thought he was a twin. Yum. Talk about slashy thoughts. Oh yeah, I'm too depraved for my own good.
But otherwise . . . eh . . . seen and read it all many times before.
Curious as to what you think?