I could handle the release of three more Star Wars movies. I didn’t mind too much when I saw Jar-Jar Binks. I simply decided that I would never, ever see Episode Two or Three. Ever. So far, I’ve been able to keep that vow.
I didn’t mind too much when I heard about the ‘subtle’ changes he’d made to the original Star Wars Trilogy, either. The movies have been, through time and excessive exposure, depleted of virtually all the magic and wonder they once held for me anyway. I will most likely never choose to watch these movies again either.
But THX 1138. This movie had a special place in my heart. It was bleak, it was depressing, it was DEEP dammit. And very very odd, both by the standards of its time (as far as I can tell) and by our own.
And you’ve changed it.
In case you can’t tell, I recently purchased THX 1138 The Director’s Cut on DVD.
I should have known better. I saw the thread about the Star Wars ‘improvements’. But still, this wasn’t Star Wars. You’ll never (Please, Og, stop him from this at least) see a THX 1138 Action Figure. This movie meant something, something deep.
And you’ve changed it.
Sure, the changes are subtle. But they’re there. And the movie is not the movie I once loved. You gave it a damned lobotomy, is what you did.
In an early scene, THX 1138 (That’s a name, for those who haven’t seen it) isn’t feeling well at work. He is using Waldoes (look it up yerself) to manipulate small dangerous pieces of material, and causes an accident that costs many human lives. The resulting death, described to and accepted by the masses in this society, is virtually meaningless, as they just pick up the bodies and keep working.
But, in the original movie, THX is working with what, to my memory, was rather clearly intended to be radioactive material. This was the '70s, remember, and that’s what people were scared of back then. We’re still scared of it today.
So, on my DVD, I fully expected to see this scene repeated. It was one of the most important scenes to the movie, in a sense, as THX’s reaction to what he has done leads him to reflect on… well, that’s the movie isn’t it? Go watch it yourself. Just try to find the original.
Because in the new one, he’s working on ROBOTS. Fucking damn hell shit robots! And I swear, it looked like C3-fucking-PO. Not as shiny perhaps… and maybe that wasn’t really a Slave Chip (or whatever they called them) he was fitting into the 'droid’s chest, but it sure looked like it!
Not a big deal? Perhaps not… whatever it was still exploded, and still killed a bunch of people, and he still felt bad about it. But it wasn’t ‘right’, it didn’t have that feeling of “oh shit what have I done” that a nuclear accident would have had. He just blew up a droid factory. Big deal… just like the computer says. “There is no danger. Remain at your posts.”
But it kept on going! I tried, I really did, to watch the movie. I know my memory lacks in certain areas, and it wasn’t in the best of shape during my previous viewings of this flick, but dammit George! Why did you have to make the changes so bloody obvious?!
I turned it off less than halfway through. And this is a movie I BOUGHT. I never buy a DVD unless I’m absolutely sure that I like it… that’s what NetFlix is for!
And this one IS getting returned tomorrow. Maybe I will trade it for the non-director’s cut, if there is one available. If they won’t take it back, fine, to the trash with it.
Yes, it’s that bad. Dreck. Worthless. Bleack, meaningless, emotionless tripe, EXACTLY the kind of pointless consumerism that this movie was once about!
Maybe I’m over-reacting. Maybe.
Maybe I do like this product. Maybe I should buy. Buy and be happy.
Maybe I should just take my pills…
…and be happy.