The other piece of Old Shit I’m reviewing is The Crow: City of Angels. I’d started looking into the Crow franchise again after Beka admitted to never even having heard of The Crow, which struck me as deeply wrong. The original Crow movie was something I watched when I was an impressionable little teenygoth, and years later, I still find it powerful and moving.
The sequel, though… Just because I found a Crow: City of Angels shirt on sale one day when I was in high school and wore it religiously didn’t make me a fan. Far from it, in fact — it was a beautiful image on the shirt (Vincent Perez in Crow makeup with the crow silhouette superimposed on it), and I loved the mythology of the series, but plot-wise, I was unimpressed. Oh, the movie had style — it oozed style out of every pore, but it was completely lacking in substance, leaving me with the distinct impression that it was just a tired old retread of familiar ground.
Still, I’ve decided to give it a rewatch, just for the sake of finding out just how crappy it really is, over ten years later. The rest of this post is part review and part running commentary, written as I watch.