Dammit!

April and I went to see War of the Worlds last night. And again, I enjoyed it.

Dammit.

So now, I've gone to two movies this summer which could have been ridiculed quite nicely, but neither one was ridicule-worthy.

Dont' get me wrong, this movie isn't Spielberg's best work, and he seemed to be borrowing substantially from his own past works (Jurrasic Park, Minority Report, ET, AI, Close Encounters of a Third Kind, Schindler's List, to name a few), and borrowed from others as well (Signs immediately comes to mind), but overall, I must admit that this was a quite enjoyable movie; and eerily realistic to just how screwed we would be if ever an alien intelligence decided that they wanted to rid themselves of us.

Without giving away the ending, the movie was relatively true to the spirit (if not the content) of Wells' original work.

A quick note on Dakota Fanning, who plays Tom Cruise's daughter. Wow. She was easily the most talented actress in the entire movie, and I don't mean that in my usual fascetious/sarcastic way. To say that I was awestruck at the acting talent she displayed in this movie would be a gigantic understatement.

Tom Cruise actually can act, surprisingly enough. Not particularly well, mind you, but he does manage to pull of his role in this movie rather convincingly.

The ending falls a little flat and isn't quite tragic enouch, but all in all, I rather enjoyed it.

Damn.