| After taking into consideration the fact that this movie appeared to be some sort of futuristic Dungeons and Dragons movie, no one was more surprised than i to find out this movie didn't suck like a vacuum with lipstick. I'm serious. This movie is actually very decent-- and by that I mean it has good acting, good writing, and good camera work (among other things). It never once gets overly corny or supersaturated with mindless action and violence-- meaning guys can take their better half to go see it and not have to listen to the complaining or the snoring. Christian Bale, everyone's favorite psycho, plays Quinn Abercromby, the leader of a small tribe of ragamuffins who have survived the apocalypse that has occured thanks to those pesky dragons. Times are tough, what with most of the tribe living only from one day to the next, each awaiting their turn to become dragon yumyums. Things become less bleak, however, when a tribe of pseudo-marines, led by Denton Van Zan (Matthew McConaughey attempting to portray Mr. Clean), drops by for a visit and reveals the reason for the untimely plague of dragons. As an added bonus, he even throws in a nifty trick for killing those Mephistophelian bastards. Now I'm going to stop here, as I don't want to reveal any more of the plot, but I would like to reiterate: Give Reign of Fire a chance. Hell, for once it's even a movie full of goofy-toothed British actors without that insipid Hugh Grant. If I alone cannot convince you, then go see it in the afternoon when it's cheaper. At least give Matthew McConaughey the chance to reimburse you for that turd U-571. |
