There’s something about fanboys that really intrigues and irritates people. Maybe it’s the fact that you don’t really ‘get’ them. It’s similar to how grownups (and yours truly) cannot understand Snapchat. Being part of a fanboy clique is exciting and it feels great to have a community to talk about it with, looking at you /r/starwars and /r/kingfallsam. But it’s only when you distance yourself a bit, zoom out and look at things from the outside, that you realize how annoying fanboys can be.
Case in point, most fanboys of Christopher Nolan, at least here in India. Nolan has a bit of a reputation for making mindfuck movies, creating multiple narratives and timelines that seem disjointed, but are all connected parts of a greater symphony. Just take a look at Memento, The Prestige, Inception and Interstellar. That ‘pattern’ seems to have spiraled out of control, since almost all these fanboys expect the same trope in every one of his movies. Nevertheless, it’s fanboys of all sorts, especially the half-informed and fully ignorant ones that drive most of us crazy.
So this happened last week when I went to watch ‘Dunkirk’, Christopher Nolan’s latest movie, which is definitely the best movie I’ve seen this year, and one of the best overall. What ruined the experience for me were the two wannabe fanboys by my side. Fanboys in the traditional sense that they’d watched almost every film by Scorcese/Fincher/Tarantino/Spielberg/Nolan and exhibited their sapiosexuality through the Quora and TED apps on their phones. Now, I don’t want to come off as being a hardass on two
kids youngsters/peers whom I didn’t even know, so I’ll just condense the whole experience.
Dude 1 and Dude 2 were in discussion about Tarantino movies (Looking at my last post, it seems Quentin Tarantino is now a common fixture on my blog), when Dude 1 remarked that his favourite Tarantino movie was ‘The Hateful Eight’. Dude 2 wasn’t having any of this. For him, it wasn’t ‘The Hateful Eight’, but ‘Unglorious Bastards’. Yes, he said that. Unglorious. I would have interrupted their conversation to point out the glaring mistake if I wasn’t so busy facepalming like I’d never facepalmed before. So trailers and commercials come and go before us on the screen and the discussions veer off to other topics. I should probably point out now that I wasn’t actively eavesdropping on their conversation, rather, their discussion was all I could hear.
This discussion of their came to an end when the trailer for ‘Justice League’ came on. After a ceremonial boo-ing at the DC logo, they sat in fervent worship and adoration of Marvel. Dude 2 starts spouting out about how Odin is the father of Thor, which for some strange reason, Dude 1 was unaware of.
Dude 2: So yeah, Odin is an important character in the Marvel Universe. He is Thor’s dad, and a God. Did you know that Odin isn’t just in the comics? He’s an actual God in Greek mythology. The Greeks worshipped him and his son, Thor as well.
Dude 1: What about Loki, then?
Dude 2: Oh no, he wasn’t part of the Greek mythology. He was made by Marvel as a villain for Thor.
Dude 1: That’s so rad!
Me: (Probably dead from facepalming too hard)
So why did I not speak up and clear the misconceptions they had? For one, it isn’t polite to eavesdrop. And if you do, it’s not sensible to reveal that you have. Secondly, I’m shy. Incredibly shy. And that’s how my shyness came back to bite me in the ass.
Nevertheless, I did manage to get them to shut up once the movie started, or more accurately, they did it themselves. It’s always a pleasure watching Christopher Nolan work seamlessly with Hans Zimmer, like the Dynamic Duo they are. The visuals shot by Nolan and the steadily rising music of Zimmer’s organs will guarantee that you’re on the edge of your seat, your heart pounding in anticipation of what will happen next. That’s enough spoiling, I guess.
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