
It was pleasant.
It was like watching an animated lava lamp: you knew in general terms pretty much everything that was going to happen, but the time passed rather nicely with you staring into it.

You could also while away the time working out what elements had been, er, stolen from other films (the giant robot things from Aliens, for instance; the mad gung-ho Colonel, drinking his mug of coffee as he goes into battle, from Apocalypse Now; the "you must pair with your dragon-thing" from some kids' film of a couple of years back (Eragorn or something); blah blah).
But it was nice enough.

And Sam Worthington is verrry easy on the eye. Yes indeedy.

In fact, I even found myself getting a bit of a hard-on for his macho smurf. Does that make me sick?
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ew...the blue people are not hot
Species-ist, eh?
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