Movies: Rogue One
Dec. 27th, 2016 11:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dewlineIt's done. I saw it tonight.
I'd been meaning to watch it for a while now, even before starting to hear of the dislike in certain white-supremacist/neo-Nazi quarters for the casting and plot of the film. Hearing of that dislike from such people made it a duty of sorts, if only a form of virtue-signalling.
And then there was the news today about Carrie Fisher's death.
That finally did it. I had to go.
It's strange: I was expecting to have my heart broken, probably several times over in the course of the movie. Those of you who've already seen it can probably guess which points in the story where it should have happened.
It didn't.
But what I got instead was satisfaction. I'm not sure if it's the grim kind, not yet. Given some of the things going on in the real worlds - and yes, I do still know the difference, having trained in some of the skills needed to blur that line for others at animation and marketing classes - one might expect that.
Not sure yet, though.
My ego would have me think it's put a certain amount of steel in my spine, so to speak. Maybe. My ego being what it is, that could make me prone to trouble I couldn't get myself or anyone else out of. So it's a bit much to ask of any movie.
That said, I thank everyone involved in the making of this. Whether you're still able to read this or not. Whether you ever find this posting or not. Thank you.
If you didn't earn from this work what you were led to expect by your employers, I apologize for that. I don't run any of the companies involved, yet I remember the green-square protests of recent years in support of VFX workers' rights to fair pay for the work they've done on movies and TV shows I've enjoyed, having kept an eye on several trade-related websites and other sources. You are artists, you make art for so many of us, and it has a positive value.
Again, my thanks. Take care.
Good night, and good luck.
I'd been meaning to watch it for a while now, even before starting to hear of the dislike in certain white-supremacist/neo-Nazi quarters for the casting and plot of the film. Hearing of that dislike from such people made it a duty of sorts, if only a form of virtue-signalling.
And then there was the news today about Carrie Fisher's death.
That finally did it. I had to go.
It's strange: I was expecting to have my heart broken, probably several times over in the course of the movie. Those of you who've already seen it can probably guess which points in the story where it should have happened.
It didn't.
But what I got instead was satisfaction. I'm not sure if it's the grim kind, not yet. Given some of the things going on in the real worlds - and yes, I do still know the difference, having trained in some of the skills needed to blur that line for others at animation and marketing classes - one might expect that.
Not sure yet, though.
My ego would have me think it's put a certain amount of steel in my spine, so to speak. Maybe. My ego being what it is, that could make me prone to trouble I couldn't get myself or anyone else out of. So it's a bit much to ask of any movie.
That said, I thank everyone involved in the making of this. Whether you're still able to read this or not. Whether you ever find this posting or not. Thank you.
If you didn't earn from this work what you were led to expect by your employers, I apologize for that. I don't run any of the companies involved, yet I remember the green-square protests of recent years in support of VFX workers' rights to fair pay for the work they've done on movies and TV shows I've enjoyed, having kept an eye on several trade-related websites and other sources. You are artists, you make art for so many of us, and it has a positive value.
Again, my thanks. Take care.
Good night, and good luck.
