My attention began to turn to flaws in execution, an acute problem for a poorly-tuned theater. The process amounted to a cringe / giggle-inducing temporal and tactile mess.ĭuring more contemplative dialogue-based scenes amongst a family of wooly mammoths, their lines overacted by Spanish-speaking approximations of Cameron Diaz, Drizzy Drake, Dennis Leary, and Nicki Minaj, I got bored. Each water deployment action was a wearisome three-step experience: first, the loud hiss signifying an oncoming spray, second, a few milliseconds later, the onscreen action itself, (splashing into the ocean, feeling the brunt of a wooly mammoth sneeze, etc), and finally, a good half-second after the initial hiss, arrival of moisture on the face, sometimes a nasty combination of spray and spit presumably due to irregularly-shaped jet orifices.
While the idea is a fun one, the execution was depressing. In any scene that involved water - and there were lots of them - a maritime sentiment was conveyed through aggressive sprays of water originating from jets embedded in the back of the seat in front of me. Things were not feeling like the future of entertainment.Īs the story progressed the audience was introduced to lesser and lesser-thrilling elements.
Since I was seated at the end of the row, farthest away from the fulcrum around which the motion was originating, I was also experiencing more extreme movements than were the children sitting in the center. The motion also loses its subtlety with larger movements: I felt more like I was about to get dumped onto the sticky floor below than plummeting him into an icy prehistoric crevasse. Fans at the front of the theater jumped into action, sending powerful gales over children’s faces, but just a second after it should have, leaving the motion programming somewhere short of the “realistic” feeling. As the ice below his feet cracked apart, our spatial point of view shifted to that of Scrat himself. Gentle dips and weaves rocked the audience as the camera followed Scrat underwater as the drama unfolded those smooth motions quickly gave way to violent shudders. Within moments, we were tagging along with Scrat, a hapless, undersexed sabretooth squirrel whose insatiable acorn addiction leads to a disastrous continental divide.
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