I walked out on my fourth film ever tonight.
Other's that I have walked out on:
The Quiet American - we had front row seats and the violence of war was just too graphic.
The Other Boleyn Girl was just dire - so I got out before they chopped her head off.
Sin City - Truly appalling, hyper-violent film. Went with Sam and we walked out after half an hour. Pointless, horrible and sickening.
I add a fourth to the list tonight.
I can see the merits in this film. The script - from the half an hour I saw of it, was flawless. The casting was brilliant. Even the premise was interesting - and I normally like interesting.
However, the unrelenting violence did my head in. After half an hour I'd seen no more than ten minutes of the film because I was hiding behind my hands. It was all a bit too much.
I'm not saying I don't to violence - I really enjoy Tarantino films, Pulp Fiction, Fight Club, The Untouchables and The Secret in their Eyes - all of which are graphic in parts.
This film's violence was unrelenting. And it was playing with my head.
Rather than have nightmares for the next week, I chose to walk out. Em came with me - I owe her a film.
Maybe I'll download it in a few months and watch it on the smaller screen. Or maybe I wont.
I find it interesting that when people portray our future it's done in such a corrupt and morally bankrupt way. I love some post-apocalyptica. Margaret Atwood, in particular is fantastic. Gattaca - another film from the future that was astounding.
This film just played with my head - and not in a good way.
Em said that I looked grey when I left the cinema.
There might be a bit more processing to do.