April 19, 2005
Constantine
The demons are out...and there's one man that can force them back to hell...yes, that's right, I'm talking about Keanu!
The opening scenes of this movie are absolutely fantastic...I thought at first I was watching a remake of the Exorcist (by and large the best horror film ever), but lo...it was Constantine.
The visuals in this movie are exciting, the plot was exciting and I think (am pretty sure) that at no point in the movie was I bored.
Accompanied by the ever gorgeous, Rachel Weisz, Keanu uses his 'vision' to guide him throughout the movie, taking on the baddies and boppin' them on the head.
Main theme of the movie was Constantine's fate in the afterlife, which seemed a bit sad...like giving away the end of a good book. But if I know Keanu (and I like to think I do), I knew he wouldn't end up where he said he would end up.
Stunningly graceful as the angel Gabriel is Tilda Swinton, who manages to pull off the psuedo-man/pseudo-woman look of Gabriel. I was astonished by the look of Gabriel at first, but then came to the realisation that there wasn't any good reason I could think of that Gabriel shouldn't be played by a woman.
Plus, she's just lovely and does an excellent job.
And she's got the coolest line ever: 'Your going to die young becuase you've smoked 30 cigarettes a day since you were 15. You're going to hell becuase of the life you took.'
Ok, so that was two lines, but who's counting?
Rachel Weisz, whom I've adored since she appeared in The Mummy, manages to knock around like the anti-supermodel, looking tough in that, 'I'm not a delicate daisy' sort of way, but still managing to be stunning. Of course, I couldn't quite believe her to be a cop, as she seemed to fumble with her gun a bit, but I suppose if I were as tiny as she is, the weight of a gun would make me a bit off kilter, too.
The movie itself is packed full of information, so go to the toilet before the movie, kiddies, and make sure you have all the snacks you need becuase you won't want to miss a single second of this.
Oh...and if you smoke, leave your pack of fags at home.
