Monday, March 14, 2011

MARS NEEDS MOMS, PG ( 1 hr & 28 min )


where:  BRENDEN VACAVILLE 16 in Vacaville, CA
when:  Saturday, March 12th, 2011
show:  7:00 p.m.
costs:  $13.75 Ticket + $3.50 16 oz Rock Star Energy Drink = $17.25
auditorium:  10, with the 3-D screen
seat:  4th row, 8th column

2nd time:


where:  EDWARDS FAIRFIELD STADIUM & I-MAX in Fairfield, CA
when:  Thursday, March 17th, 2011
show:  12:40 p.m.
costs:  $17.50 Ticket = $17.50
auditorium:  12, with the I-Max screen
seat:  6th row, 6th seat


synopsis/overview:   Trying to save his mom from being abducted by aliens, Milo gets himself inadvertently stowed-away in the alien craft bound for Mars.  Managing an escape shortly after his capture, he comes across the secret lair of another Earthling, Dribble.  But as soon as  he  finds out what will happen to his mom after the Martians are done extracting vital information from  her, he stops at nothing to try and save her.


noteworthy scenes:  1.) Martian nursery; 2.) Satellite survey; 3.) Broccoli; 4.) "My life would be so much better if  I didn't have a mom at all"; 5.) Regret; 6.) Abduction; 7.) Stowaway; 8.) Captured; 9.) Escape; 10.) "World of trash"; 11.) Gribble's hideout; 12.) "The fact is, Mars needs moms"; 13.) Order and discipline"; 14.) Less than seven hours; 15.) Disguise; 16.) "Mars needs botox"; 17.) Discovered; 18.) Graffiti artist; 19.) "You got time now"; 20.) TV show; 21.) "She loves me"; 22.) Gribble's personal items; 23.) Firing squad; 24.) Rescue; 25.) Cavern; 26.) "They chose her because of me"; 27.) Gribble's story; 28.) "You can change color"; 29.) Family; 30.) Guard room; 31.) "To be alone is to be without"; 32.) "The crazy thing called, Love"; 33.) Voice command; 34.) Crevice; 35.) Activated launch system; 36.) Hugs; 37.) "Did you just pull me out of  bed"; 38.) Helmet; 39.) Proof of  lie; 40.) "He's really good at red"; 41.) "Did something happen to Milo this weekend"; and 42.) Bonus scenes during the Ending Credits.

audience reaction:  The audience, i.e. the little brats, liked this movie.

recommendation:  I liked this movie, too.  Take your brats to go see this movie.  Maybe it will teach them to eat their vegetables or lose their moms to bogeymen!

spoiler alert!  The spaceship's landing gear compartment should not be pressurized and climate-controlled, just like with our spaceships.  In other words, Milo would have been dead even before the ship reached Escape Velocity.  Tee shirt, socks and shorts on Martian surface equal almost instant death through hypothermia--Martian surface temperature is way much colder than the coldest place on Earth! How do the Martians breathe since I didn't see any "nose holes" anywhere on their heads?  Since the males were all banished to the bowels of the red planet, conception could only have been  accomplished one  way: Through asexual cloning.  In other words, the babies would all be females.  I don't know whether the nanny-bots belong with the Autobots or the Decepticons.  Originally, as was shown in Ki's story, there were two "supervisors",  a male and a female.  But I guess the male was booted-out of  Mars and landed here on Earth, finding fame in Hollywood as an actor and becoming the subject of the movie, E. T.  Gribble must have stunk to high heaven, and I guess Martian chicks dig that about Earthlings.  Gribble was in constant hiding and had to scrounge around for food--how'd he get so fat?  How was Gribble able to figure out the Martian technology?  How did Milo figure out how to tell time by using a martian wristwatch?  Milo stuck-out like a sore thumb in his disguise since all the rest were essentially of the same built and height.  For a moment there, I thought that I was watching the movie, AVATAR, all over again.  Why didn't the Supervisor shoot Gribble right there and then?  So I guess the Martians can breathe our air and vice versa.  Ki didn't seem to suffer from the  effect of  Earth's gravity  on her body which was accustomed to the Martian gravitational field that  is approximately only one-third that of   Earth's!  Interplanetary/interspecies love affair ... how's that gonna work out?  For the crimes that the Supervisor committed, including but not limited to interplanetary abduction and murder, the punishment was way too lenient!  ( Firing squad, anyone ...? )

fyi:  The Disney Digital 3-D glasses are very uncomfortable to wear for me, unlike the Real-D 3-D glasses which are available at Regal and Century theatres.  Also, they are not hygienically sealed--I had to take mine to the men's room to wash it clean with soap and warm water because it looked to have already been used before it was handed to me ( it had fingerprints all over it ).  I wonder if I can use a Real D 3-D glasses as a substitute for a Disney Digital 3-D glasses because I've got a bunch of  Real D 3-D glasses that I've taken  home with me.  But these guys at the Brenden Theatre came in after the movie  was over  to collect the Disney Digital 3-D glasses--cheap bastards!


I don't know if  I already mentioned this before, but I had a Russian Blue cat once named, Conan, who loved to eat fruits and vegetables.  An early indication was when I sat at the kitchen table eating lunch.  A piece of broccoli fell to the floor.  Conan went for it, eating it without hesitation.  So, I gave him the title, Conan, The Vegetarian.

When I was a little boy, my family went to Quezon City, Manila, Philippines, on a trip.  We stayed at our cousins', The Faustinos, place.  One day, I had to use the toilet.  Mind you, back at our place in Kidapawan, Cotabato, Mindanao, Philippines, I learned to squat down to use the toilet--nobody I knew sat on the toilet seat.  So, there I was in the Faustino residence's toilet squatting down on the porcelain seat.  For  some reason, I slipped.  My foot got stuck in the bowl.  I bawled because I had the irrational fear that a shark was gonna come up and bite my foot off.  The maid came rushing in and helped me get unstuck.  Talk about being embarrassed!


word of  advice:  We all need moms ( and dads ).  Otherwise, I wouldn't be here blogging and you wouldn't be here reading.

tidbits:  I decided to try the Rock Star Energy Drink.  The concessions clerk told me that I won't be able to sleep tonight.  I told him,  I hope that you're  wrong because I need to get some sleep.  As it turned out, I was wrong and he was right! And to make matters worse, it was initial  Daylight Savings Time.  So, I lost an hour and my body hadn't adjusted yet to the time change.  Plus, the last song that I heard on my car radio on my commute home was the Adele  song, Rolling In The Deep--and it stuck in my head in replay/endless loop mode ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT   ( Aarrgghh! )  as I desperately tried to get some sleep since I had to be up by 8:30 a.m. the following day, Sunday,  to be at work by 10:00 a.m. even though my biorhythmic clock  tried to convince  me to stay in bed for an hour longer. 

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