I asked for this:
knightkrawler wrote:Make a thread titled "The Neverending `The Neverending Story' Rant".
I'm vaguely interested. That's because I like rants.
To me, "Rant" is almost like a literary genre in and out of itself.
I'm a rant-reader and sometimes I also write little rant pieces.
I like rants for the sake of them being rants and the person ranting conveying a point. Or more than one point.
I would like to watch the movie again, if only to see if I find it so good as an adult. I seriously think not.
I would NOT like to watch any successor of the first film, because these were steaming piles of *lemony goodness* even for me then 9 or 12 year old fantasy nerd. Same period as first time HQ,
Lord of the Rings from Ralph Bakshi, and
Fighting Fantasy books, for me. I knew even then where the quality is and where possibly-drug-related fever fantasies compile in a bowl of insalata mista puréed to the point where you can't see or taste the ingredients.
Also, I feel the books by Michael Ende are used as an excuse to create badly conceived wussy-fantasy worlds for little girls containing nothing but beautiful boys (yes, beautiful, not handsome), "children of the dark" (mostly said blond beautiful boys in black spandex trying to come off as credible werewolf badasses), soul ghouls, and ghoul souls, and girls desperately squeezed in as a female heroic (well, duh!) protagonist, by far badasser than the badass beautyboyz. How many movies have you seen or heard of that sounded or looked exactly like a poor girl's
Twilight? How many of them were conceived as one book (to be precise, as one novel with a plot on its own)? None. All novels written today that don't carry the name of Auster or Patterson are conceived as moneymaking howmanythefuckyouwantilogies that are then, because that's where the money really is, made into sloppy movies showing you by way of images that there is no imagination whatsofuckingever involved.
That's not the fault of
TNS, though. That's the fault of the audience. It's not even escapism anymore, it's just being served your dreams and imagination on a plate. A plate with puréed salad on it.