
There were still plenty of cheesy ABBA-tastic numbers to leave me grinning at the end, but this is no classic movie musical. It's disposable popcorn fluff, semi-choreographed on a Greek pseudo-isle (you never see more than a little bay).
I missed the get-everyone-dancing-in-the-aisles energy of the original stage show where confused suburbanites wondered why we knew all the words to ABBA tunes from the 1970s and heaven-forbid would get up to dance during a Broadway spectacle!

A writer's strike induced whim of a project from Joss Whedon and company, Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog is a warped trio of episodes chronicling the rise of an Harris' evil henchman and his trusty death ray. Throw in Nathan Fillion as a sterotypical all-american hero who lands the girl with a heart of gold that Dr. Horrible loves. Oh yeah, and they sing.
Pierce Brosnan eat your heart out, because a trio of mini-webisodes are eating your big screen for lunch.
You can watch the three Dr. Horrible episodes for free today and tomorrow, after that you'll have to pay a few bucks on iTunes . It's money well spent for a lark of a side project that is charming, campy and fun. I know I'll be picking up the special edition DVD.
Between this and How I Met Your Mother, I am just loving the reinvention of Neil Patrick Harris (no, I haven't seen his unicorn turn on the Harold and Kumar movies, but thank you stoners for bringing him back into the zeitgeist).
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