Moive Review: The Princess Bride
Existing in a realm that takes itself seriously enough to present a well made package, but not hardly enough to end up as another way-back-when movie where the characters are always grimacing or dying like Jesus, is not easy. The Princess Bride manages to do just that, complete with lots of charm and Andre the Giant. Holy shit!
A movie about the everlasting power of love, the Princess Bride is the whimsical fairy tale of the love between a farm boy named Westley and a princess named Buttercup. I will point out right now that my expectations for this movie were not very high in that a) I've never heard of it despite how man friends swore it's a good movie and b) It was made in the 80s. But then, something magical happened.
Hello, out of the blue I found myself being undressed by a young Cary Elwes and that's when I realize that the ensuing experience would be a pleasurable one and pretty and kinda hot. Happily (Unfortunately?), I was right about one of those things. As mentioned earlier, the story is told as if it were a fairy tale. Complete with a castle, swords, those comically large rats from Oblivion and a giant, the film does a fairy* good job of creating a likable atmosphere.
There are even some memorable one-liners, and despite it's age I found myself laughing on more than on occasion at The Princess Bride's good humor. For sure an enjoyable film, perhaps the only aspect that I disliked was that inconceivably misshappened, questionable occupation mustache on this guy's lip.
Damn you 80s, even though it was 1987 you just couldn't let your nasty facial hair thing go, could you? Very fun movie, horrible facial hair. Go watch it.
*Don't fight the puns, simply accept them.