white avenger
white avenger
More accurately, I just got back from Barsoom, the home of "John Carter Of Mars," and I have to say that, on the whole, the visit was quite pleasant. Edgar Rice Burroughs' first novel, "A Princess Of Mars," along with its first two sequels, "The gods Of Mars," and "The Warlord Of Mars," form a complete story that has been one of my all time favorites for the last half of a century, and one of my fondest dreams over that time has been to see it done...PROPERLY done...as a movie. As fond as that dream has been, it only became an actual possibility, to my way of thinking, with the making of another favorite story, Tolkein's "Lord Of The Rings" trilogy, and Spielberg's "Avatar." Before that, the technology simply didn't exist to do justice to the wondrous creatures that inhabited Burroughs' Barsoom. Well, now we have it, they've made it, and I've seen it, and I've said all that to say this:
"John Carter Of Mars" is NOT faithful to the letter of Burroughs' books (it couldn't have been and retain any rating short of "X" simply for the costumes alone, or more accurately, total lack of them, that the books describe. Barsoom is a planet wide nudist colony) and Taylor Kitsch isn't what I've always imagined John Carter to look like, but, on the whole, I am quite happy with the movie, and I would recommend it to anyone who wants to see the granddaddy of all swashbuckling interplanetary hero fictions.
"John Carter Of Mars" is NOT faithful to the letter of Burroughs' books (it couldn't have been and retain any rating short of "X" simply for the costumes alone, or more accurately, total lack of them, that the books describe. Barsoom is a planet wide nudist colony) and Taylor Kitsch isn't what I've always imagined John Carter to look like, but, on the whole, I am quite happy with the movie, and I would recommend it to anyone who wants to see the granddaddy of all swashbuckling interplanetary hero fictions.