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Blade Runner (1982)
Director: Ridley Scott
Cast: Harrison Ford, Rutger Hauer, Sean Young, Edward James Olmos, M. Emmet Walsh, Daryl Hannah

In the film there are many films that, for reasons that are not as deserving were received by critics and / or the public at the time of premieres, but history has finished laying them in place. Then there are those films also received lukewarm, with the elapse of time, have ended up becoming icons without being very well aware of what a saint, but in these cases often guess a "black hand" in the form of movement Marketing and manipulation of masses that you laugh from Joseph Goebbels.

I admit that Blade Runner has never been a saint of my devotion. When the film premiered in 1982 and despite being a cinéfago by then already in the making, I did not want to accompany my elder brother (big fan of science fiction) to see it on film, experience which by the way, and as if it were a warning to me, came out quite disappointed. At 90, however, things had changed and Blade Runner had become a cult phenomenon, not mass, and with the expectation raised by the premiere of "mounting director" I decided at last to see her. And I missed little asleep to stay, something that has happened to me just hours before dark and watching The Two Towers, and see that I have swallowed bodrios infumables in the cinema ...

The years have continued rising, and in 2008 the phenomenon Blade Runner has become a fully fledged sacacuartos, as evidenced by the successive "montages director of the" brought to the fore by Ridley Scott under any excuse to hide their true intentions and ill, acting style George Lucas: squeeze the goose that laid the golden egg at the expense of the millions of pajilleros who idolizes the tape around the globe. Mindful of that, no matter how smart one is created, life is not seen like that at age 17 to 34, I decided recently to grant him a new opportunity to film. Total, which in my neighborhood library I was lucky enough to find what Mr available. Scott pompously called as the "final assembly" (let me laugh) and I took it home, and the cap for two and a half weeks instead of the usual week because the building was closed for reform. He expected to know if there was something that prevented me understand and judge the film as it deserves, as claiming many of my acquaintances and friends.

If there is one word to describe this is Blade Runner "tostón." Because it is. Admittedly, like a good thriller with dyes "noir", is expected to have a slow pace, but this is too warmly. A good film of the genre has to be responsible for the pace scenes (as well as it should pass it) tied to a story by a solid script, capable of holding tight at all times to the viewer, on the lookout for any surprise. In Blade Runner is all artifice to hide a plot cansina, boring and predictable, in which the action scenes almost appear to be "infill" because apart from being poorly resolved in more than one occasion, hardly anything interesting to add to the plot if not the fact of giving the viewer a slap in the face, as to warn that "eh uncle, espabila, that finally something happens!" and that "morale, and is less for an end to this coñazo" Harrison Ford every time it clears the Replicant on duty. Even the final confrontation is spared: there are chapters that convey more tension Heidi that party's final, and details that could make juice truth to settle the interest of the plot (such as whether or not Deckard is a Replicant ) Are sadly wasted. Although by then and we are so boring that we care about a cock that the protagonist is human, alien or militant of the PP. The only thing that really pays is the plot technique, and in particular the outstanding work of the best special effects technician in the art that has given the whole history of cinema: Douglas Trumbull. His work is in large part, responsible for the unique and unforgettable beauty of the film.

I am very sorry for my friends and acquaintances, I do not understand why so much about pagan idolatry which has apparently a bodriete. I am not surprised that the public in 1982, certainly more demanding and much better selection of movies than the current, given the back; nor I am surprised at the changes to the desperate acts by the production company to try to save the furniture with which was coming (the passes before the premiere was nothing short of disastrous). My lack of tune with the film is absolute, is no longer a simple matter of taste, because to me this kind of film I like about truth, and the feeling of "great idea fatally missed" does not leave to go to my head. As with many other media phenomena of our time (Dragon Ball on TV, The torpor of the Rings in literature ...) Blade Runner is an over-inflated balloon, and hides behind more "snake charmers" to something else. Reminds me a little of the history of the Emperor's new clothes, where only a few people without fear of going against the masses herders dare to see the forest beyond the trees. I, of course, if I had to choose I prefer something like Starship Troopers (whose DVD extras are in the sea of juicy by the way), film much more honest in their claims, much more entertaining and a reading between the lines filled with bad baba. Blade Runner is clear that a glanders seems to me very clearly overvalued, but is by no means a Trun, even with its flaws. We should not deny its merits (which since then has them) or his enormous influence in the modern cinema. Just one thing that happens is that, and it is quite another to pretend to be a wall launder straws with the film. But for views and links to taste colors, hear.

And now lapídenme mercilessly, come on.