It was kinda like Paris Hilton as Sailor Moon in 'One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest'.
I liked it. It had a moral. I like things like that.
It also had just about everything anyone could ask for in a film- Nazis, World Wars, Planes, Trains, Airships, Samurai, Knights, Dragons, Mechs, Robots, tough girls in skimpy costumes (if you're into that), and more.
Concerning the dragon, it was interesting that they needed the two crystals from the dragon's throat(?)
Yeah, I like dragons, and this got me thinking. If they were (since it was not specified in the film) actually a chunk of iron ore (like pyrite) and say a chunk of flint or quartz, and the dragon coughed a few times, and, like cows, belched methane, it would be a possibility they could, in fact, produce a flame.
Coughs or hiccups would activate, a belch would be the trigger?
AND, if dragons, like dinosaurs which eventually became chickens and ate stones to help digestion, well!?! Am I right!?!
If said mineral/rock were located nearer their butt, it would be more likely for them to fart flames, though, I should think.
Like how Spiderman's spinnerets would be more likely near his bum rather than his wrists.
I guess, if they were located in his bum it would be inconvenient. He would have to most likely travel backwards sort of, and of course he would need to have a bum-flap in his superhero leotard, and that would just ruin his entire superhero allure.
I guess it is better that he shoots webs from his hands.
Maybe he actually has little spiders implanted in his hands and it is actually they that create the webs. That sounds more feasible.
I was bit by a spider while sitting in the grass awaiting a fireworks display at school. I did not get any super powers.
All I got was sick feeling for a few days.
Of course, the spider that bit me was not radioactive. The only thing that particular spider could have been exposed to is lawn fertilizer, and I don’t even want to think about what super power that could invoke.
K, back to the film. I suppose, in the end, she did perform her role in life and, in some way, found freedom from reality. Sort of.
Anyway, it held my attention, and had purpose.
Sweet Pea: 'And finally this question, the mystery of who's story it will be. Of who draws the curtain. Who is it that chooses our steps in
the dance? Who drives us mad? Lashes us with whips and crowns us with victory when we survive the impossible? Who is it, that does all of these
Who honors those we love for the very life we live? Who sends monsters to kill us, and at the same time sings that we will never die?
Who teaches us what's real and how to laugh at lies? Who decides why we live and what we'll die to defend? Who chains us?
And Who holds the key that can set us free... It's You. You have all the weapons you need. Now Fight!'
Now if I could only believe and live by that *sigh*