To The Choppah!

In any crisis situation, it's important to remember one key phrase:

**To The Choppah!**

But, they forgot to say it.

And, you know, "I'm a Bloo-Rai!", just doesn't have that same....

And, you know, I think it's a shame that they turned Sigourney Weaver into a frumpy doctor-lady (we musn't contaminate the biological specimens...), she can be way nicer and cooler than that.

And, yeah, the animist dudes were kinda cool, the corpo-nazis/evil-military-suck-your-brains guys kinda sucked...I mean, yeah, they did, but....

Even though the Marine dude made a cool unencumbered adventurer, capable of being empty enough to learn new things, and chill enough to just adapt, instead of being freakishly afraid of contaminating the mud by squishing through it a bit, *but*, I don't know....

What ever happened to: "To The Choppah!" Man, I don't even know what movie that came from....

And, you know, he's just too much of a Romo Lampkin ("my parents were killed for the money they had on them, which wasn't enough"), turned-Marine....I mean, Romo was a lawyer, though not an especially bookish one, but, all these I-am-just-a-poor-boy-and-my-parents-were-killed-and-so-this-will-not-be-a-comedy, thank-you-very-much, all those guys start to blend and blur together after a certain point.....

And, you know, at the end, the animists and their white friends were running-through-the-forest, the days of gloom are here, the artillery fire is all around us, so we must run-through-the-forest, HP Part 7 Part 2 style.....

After a certain point, I start to wonder if the guy they were running away from was....Michael Jackson!

And, either way, they should have remembered to bring the chopper.

(7/10)