… for others who just saw “Drek Captain and the World of Stupidity” questioned whether I was seeing the same movie they were. I can’t answer that; all I can say is that what I was watching was the moment visual style finally vanquished intellectual substance. Perhaps I was too hasty. Certainly the movie was visually imaginative.
But I guess after September 11 I want a little realism in my escapism: I think wonderful tales told of heroes who save the day for all the little people who can only sit back and do nothing end up with the little people who did nothing ending up dead.
Because there are no heroes.
If you want to save the world, stand up and do it yourself.
