Martman posted:

Is that from a Sim City 2000 cutscene or something?

Snowglobe of Doom posted:

Comics! Comics! Here's a trailer for the new Marvel Cloak & Dagger series
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E5hrFVQiGyk

Drifter posted:

What the hell is Cloak? He's dead, right, and his body leads to some sort of Shadow Dimension or something?

Drifter posted:

What the hell is Cloak? He's dead, right, and his body leads to some sort of Shadow Dimension or something?

UmOk posted:

Didn't comics Cloak and Dagger get their powers from super-meth?

ungulateman posted:

I believe the technical term is 'BLUE AND ORANGE', per the poster thread

Jenny Angel posted:

It's not just that, though. Michael Bay, even at his most blue'n'orange (Revenge of the Fallen), still lets some more vibrant shades in and makes sure to overcorrect faces to warm colors so you're at least drawn to them. Star Lord just looks bruised and diseased in that screenshot with all the dim bluish lighting on his face

The MSJ posted:

Roxxon gets a mention in that trailer, and that company was involved with some dark matter experiments in Agent Carter, so they might connect the two.

Vintersorg posted:

I can't help but laugh every time I see, "...tell that to Zods snapped neck!"

I hope whenever wrote that still gets poo poo.

Leon Trotsky 2012 posted:

I will never stop being amazed that Ming-Na Wen is almost 54 goddamn years old.

She and Cate Blanchett need to donate their DNA to science to develop an anti-aging serum.

seravid posted:

These are excellent. GotG's lack of cohesion between foreground, middleground and background is baffling; like three separate layers pasted on top of each other. Why would you shoot a movie like this? And why would you do the exact same thing in the sequel?

Martman posted:

Is that from a Sim City 2000 cutscene or something?

BravestOfTheLamps posted:

Time to roll out the big guns.

BravestOfTheLamps posted:

Time to roll out the big guns.

Jenny Angel posted:

Star Lord just looks bruised and diseased in that screenshot with all the dim bluish lighting on his face

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CelticPredator posted:

Guardians better to me. Lots of colors. Pop's a lot more than that stinky rear end poodoo you're comparing it too.

But in all seriousness, I genuinely love the look of that rooftop set. The dark, stormy sky in the background contrasted with the yellow lights around the building really pops for me. But I'd rather watch a James Gunn film shot on an iPhone 4s than a George Lucas joint that wasn't made in 1977. So. I'm shittin on the prequels and I don't care broo!

DC Murderverse posted:

The irony here is that the EpII pic looks way more like a comic book than the Guardians one.

Snowman_McK posted:

It did remind me of that, too. Those games where you end up with everything crammed together because urban planning is hard.

Also, I forgot how loving gorgeous Fifth Element is.

Also, that Marvel TV fight scene is awful. It seems like TV with good fights (Banshee, Spartacus, Strike Back) and decent fights (Daredevil, Arrow) bought a lot of good will for shows that have loving awful fights. Like, people are aware that TV can have good fights now, so they're inclined to believe, just for a moment, that they might be looking at one.

Neo Rasa posted:

Both look exactly like comic books from different eras.

BravestOfTheLamps posted:

Grendels Dad posted:

I guess the argument is that this is a good shot, but all I can look at is their doofy expressions and the sheen of Vaseline around Obi Wan's head.

Snowglobe of Doom posted:

The Episode 2 screenshot looks like a reprint that has been recoloured for a modern audience


Edit: to be accurate, I guess it's more a case that recolored comicbooks are trying to look like the Prequel movies

sassassin posted:

I thought people liked practical effects?

Man of Steel posted:

Artificial population control was established. The outposts and space exploration were abandoned. We exhausted our natural resources. As a result, our planet's core became unstable. Eventually, our military leader, General Zod, attempted a coup, but by then it was too late. Your mother and I foresaw the coming calamity and we took certain steps to ensure your survival. This is a genesis chamber. All Kryptonians were conceived in chambers such as this.

Every child was designed to perform a predetermined role in our society as a worker, a warrior, a leader, and so on. Your mother and I believed Krypton lost something precious, the element of choice, of chance. What if a child dreamed of becoming something other than what society had intended? What if a child aspired to something greater? You were the embodiment of that belief Kal. Krypton's first natural birth in centuries. That's why we risked so much to save you.

You will give the people of Earth an ideal to strive towards. They will race behind you, they will stumble, they will fall. But in time, they will join you in the sun, Kal. In time, you will help them accomplish wonders.

Dragon Ball Z posted:

Listen... The wind tells a story, one that took place a long time ago - - when Yggdrasil, the Tree of Life, stood in the centre of the world. In Asgard, land of the gods of the Vikings. Here lived the one-eyed Odin, king of the gods - - and the mighty Thor, god of thunder. From all over Asgard, the gods would gather here, in Valhalla - - the greatest castle of all. Here they received the worship of mortal men - - which gives strength and life to gods. From Valhalla, Odin surveyed the three worlds - - and from here, he sent out his ravens. To gather news from faraway lands. Beyond the land of Utgard - - home of the race of trolls whom men called giants - - the lords of darkness and chaos... Beyond Utgard was Midgard, land of humankind. Home of proud Vikings and industrious farmers. From time to time, the gods went to Midgard - - to visit their human worshippers.

Barthes posted:

To instill into the Established Order the complacent portrayal of its drawbacks has nowadays become a paradoxical but incontrovertible means of exalting it. Here is the pattern of this new style demonstration: take the established value which you want to restore or develop, and first lavishly display its pettiness, the injustices which it produces, the vexations to which it gives rise, and plunge it into its natural imperfection; then, at the last moment, save it in spite of, or rather by the heavy curse of its blemishes. Some examples? There is no lack of them.

Take the Army; show without disguise its chiefs as martinets, its discipline as narrow-minded and unfair, and into this stupid tyranny immerse an average human being, fallible but likeable, the archetype of the spectator. And then, at the last moment, turn over the magical hat, and pull out of it the image of an army, flags flying, triumphant, bewitching, to which, like Sganarelle's wife, one cannot but be faithful although beaten (From here to eternity).

Take the Army again: lay down as a basic principle the scientific fanaticism of its engineers, and their blindness; show all that is destroyed by such a pitiless rigour: human beings, couples. And then bring out the flag, save the army in the name of progress, hitch the greatness of the former to the triumph of the latter (Les Cyclones, by Jules Roy).

Man of Steel posted:

You are not alone... My name is General Zod. I come from a world far from yours. I have journeyed across an ocean of stars to reach you. For some time, your world has sheltered one of my citizens. I request that you return this individual to my custody. For reasons unknown, he has chosen to keep his existence a secret from you. He will have made efforts to blend in. He will look like you, but he is not one of you. To those of you who may know of his current location: the fate of your planet rests in your hands. To Kal-El, I say this: surrender within 24 hours, or watch this world suffer the consequences.

Dragon Ball Z posted:

Spending an entire year in the hyperbolic time chamber was the most difficult task I ever had to face. The gravity was so intense I barely could walk; the air was so thick I could hardly breath. The temperature fluctuated wildly. Sometimes freezing cold, other raging hot. Everyday presented its own hardship. A new obstacle to be met and overcome, of course some days were harder that other.

And just when I had given up all hope, when I was sure I wouldn't last another moment it that awful place. I saw him; he stood at the heart of that raging inferno shrouded by flames, thousand of fiery tongues licking at his body. In that instant all fear all my fears, all my pain dropped away. I knew only I had to be strong, I had to step through that wall of flame. I had to do it for him!

Suddenly everything became clear those raging flames hadn't been a product of the hyperbolic time chamber at all. They had come from him. Their intensity fuel the one desire that consumed him, the desire to be the best. I knew then that my father would reach his goal, he would achieve a new unprecedented new power level, he would surpass a super saiyan, and realizing this I was left to face the trials of the void alone.

The weeks and months that followed exist in my memory mostly as a blur, a seemingly succession of grueling days and sleepless nights. Never had I known such effort. And never had both my mind and my body closer to the breaking point, but through it all I persisted, the enormous shadow that loomed over me a constant reminder of my goal.

The blood that flows through my father veins flows through mine as well. I was determined to prove this fact at all cost. My every thought my every action was directed toward this singular purpose. I honored my fathers wishes to be left alone, but I watched him from afar, when I could. And I learned. I knew that my father would achieve the greatness that he desired. He would climb any mountain that stood in his path, and I vowed that I would follow in his footsteps. I would make my own ascension. So that one day I may face my father as his equal and he will know that I am his son.

Father, one day I will prove myself to you. Maybe then you'll understand all of these dangers you're so eager to face, you don't have to face them alone.