I didn't see that this thread was made, so I thought I'd make one as a warning.
This film:
IS AWFUL.
AWFUL. AWFUL. AWFUL.
It's not even fun and delightful in a whimsical or even dark sort of way. There's such a major problem with the way that they build characterization and the fact the the plotline is horrible, that it just... it was painful. I even like watching films that can be partly bad but have an interesting or somewhat unique story. This falls flat.
On the other hand, if you want to go watch a film of Kristen Stewart pouting and grunting, then you'll be quite happy with this. Also, if you want to go to watch Chris Hemsworth, he lifts up his shirt ONLY once - so that was a bit of a letdown as well.
Also, this didn't help:
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And her brother in the film (which I can't find a picture of), looks like this guy:
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EDIT:
Sweet Lord. I don't know why I'm doing this to myself, but I twitter searched "Snow White" and beside the obvious horrible grammar mistakes, I SAW THIS:
"SnowWhite & The Huntsman was pretty good. Def the best acting Kristen Stewart has done. Cool that Marvel let Thor appear too"
REALLY. REALLY.
EDIT #2
Oh my god. This review I just found on rottentomatoes. WOW:
"Snow White will make bank off of the fat, mouth breathing hoggish buttertrolls that are eternal Kristen Stewart fans because of Twilight. Here they get to project their morbid, sweaty, fatroll-filled fantasies onto Chris Hemsworth rather than Robert Pattinson. At least Snow White isn't blatant Mormon propaganda.
Millions of drool-encrusted mouths will hang open this weekend in a pale imitation of the movie's talentless star, vacuous black holes filled to bursting with Milk Duds and Raisinettes. Countless pancreata will struggle to maintain widespread imbalances in blood sugars, and ovaries everywhere will silently cyst over and cease to function for their gluttonous hosts.
Repeat viewings are guaranteed, as the simple-minded frantically try to maintain images of Hemsworth on their drive home so that they can reconcile it with their latest fantasies derived from "50 Shades of Grey". As the dull-eyed cows lock themselves away, alone behind bedroom and bathroom doors, their houses full of excessive numbers of cats will not be properly fed or cared for.
Studio executives, high above the carnage, roll nude in their piles of legal tender and inhale cocaine from the buttocks of high-end escorts. The continuance of their lifestyle is of foremost concern, and drug-addled brains slowly turn to thoughts of profitability and marketing.
Calls are made. Money changes hands. A sequel to Snow White and the Huntsman is announced. Millions of clitori, laboring under pounds of flesh and fat, quiver in anticipation.
The death of American cinema. "
EDIT 3:
God dammit, I spelled the title wrong. It's 'Huntsman'. 'Huntsman.'