The bf and I have been anticipating the premiere of Sucker Punch for a few weeks now; all the trailers conveyed an intriguing plot concept and stylistic visual elements making this film a potential jewel in the rough. After grabbing our tickets, we walked around the neighborhood for a bit and I took some photos of the locale. I just downloaded an iPhone app called Instagram, which is a photo-sharing tool that gives you the option to edit pics with filters. I’m pretty addicted.
I had high hopes for Sucker Punch, and even after more than a few painfully embarrassing face-palm moments during the movie, I find myself still really wanting to like it. It’s so bizarre and campy that I’m considering making a DVD purchase when it’s released.
Instead of ruining your viewing experience with spoilers, I’ll say this confidently: You’ll either be pigeonholed with cult-film enthusiasts who love this film exactly because of its terrible dialogue, exaggerated acting, poorly executed concept, and of course the sultry women in skimpy costumes, -OR- you’ll be one of many who will detest it for all the same reasons noted above.
Happy weekend everyone.