"I almost came as a shark actually, but then I realized an eagle's slightly better."Director: Taika Cohen
If this movie asked you out on a date, you would say yes.
It would probably have a blog, and blog about you and the date afterward.
You could graph your giggles and cringes on a sinusoidal graph.
We all saw witnessed the pubescence of the bright, quirky romantic-comedy awk-fest, shuffling down the hallway of movie high school, aware of its hair and lips and mannerisms. I'm talking over-saturated color, 80's fantasy t-shirts, bold wallpapers, mumbled slang.
(On that note: http://www.dharmarose.com/stores/store_fantasy.html)
Of course, Eagle vs Shark was really entertaining. Really. Really. Obviously. Of course! It made me laugh, made me uncomfortable, made me hurt, made me smile. (I will confess, the hardest I laughed was when Jarrod reveals his mother died because she was "kicked in the head by a cow"). Really, the main thing that kept the film from slipping into "another Napoleon Dynamite" or "funny like Juno" or "bizarre like Me and You and Everyone We Know" was the accents, the culture. God bless New Zealand. Oh, and the soundtrack is beach-day catchy-nice (whatever I mean by that, it's positive). And the sleeping bag stop-action is great. And the animated apples. Ha-ha-ho-hum.
Terrible quality, but:
Oh. And it really doesn't help that yours truly has an entire ventricle of her heart reserved for Flight of the Conchords.
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