The Adventures of Tintin

I can quite honestly say that I would not be as enthusiastic about the medium of film as I am today without the films of Steven Spielberg. Specifically, that enthusiasm would be nonexistent without the Indiana Jones trilogy (that’s right, TRILOGY). I can remember seeing “Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade” for the first time as if it was yesterday (yes, I saw them out of order, don’t judge me). Even on a crappy VHS on a small TV, I was swept up in the globe-trotting, treasure-hunting adventures of Dr. Jones and his affable gang of companions. Recently, Spielberg gave us a return to that kind of film with “Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull,” but the results were lacking in a certain je-ne-sais-quoi. Actually, je sais precisely quoi; it was lacking in heart and character and quality setpieces and any appearance of genuine giving-a-shit. Thankfully, Spielberg has been given a second chance at producing that brand of cinematic adventuring (this time sans the confused mind of a 2012-fearing George Lucas) with the animated motion-capture spectacle “The Adventures of Tintin.” Was Spielberg able to find redemption this time around? The answer is a surprising “Pretty much, yeah.”

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Paul. Is. Awesome.

"We're just a pair of regular guys walking down the street... with a small cowboy."

I’ve been a fan of Simon Pegg and Nick Frost since twenty minutes into “Shaun of the Dead” back when I first saw it in theaters in 2004. Their undeniable charm and impeccable writing had me hooked on the dynamic British duo instantly. A few years later, the pair returned with “Hot Fuzz“, again working with Writer/Director Edgar Wright to deliver another incredible film. I was sold: these three guys make great fucking movies. My sheer faith in Wright convinced me to watch “Scott Pilgrim vs. the World” knowing almost nothing about the film or graphic novel, and it ended up being one of my favorite movies of all time.

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