Da Da Da Vinci code...

In hopes of it being a good movie, I was gravely disappointed.

Overall, if I had no clue as to what the book was about, I might have kept a blind eye to this all and given a higher rating, but alas I had a marathan read of the book on thursday. After reaching about page 50 or so over the course of few touch and goes the past couple of weeks, I got through nearly 400 pages before the sun ducked out of the sky!

If at all cost, I read the book before seeing it's counterpart.

So all was good on the Saturday afternoon... ordered my cherry ice blast and sweet popcorn AND had my ultimate movie partner and companion with me(Jassen;-)).

I really was looking forward to the movie, so much that I was reading some fact or fiction cards that were found available in the hallways outside of the darkly screened rooms I was in.

Right away, as the cues that are stickered on the film signaled for the houselights to fade to its lowest setting, I snuggled in my chair and made myself at home, but something right away, I knew was askew...

Somehow, I could already feel the flow of the movie, slipping away from me like sand falling through the cracks of my hands.

It was at a fast pace, like someone drowning, trying to swim, but I treaded water never the less. 'It must get better than this!'--I remarked to myself.

Due to my keen abilities to allow myself to escape into the world of fiction, "suspended disbelief" it is so-called in movie terms, I felt the womb of this particular vessel already growing cold, its warmth that ive normally been accustomed to.

Tom Hanks, i believe was too much for the role. He is a great actor with many accolades, but they played out his character too smug with little material. What is juggling, but with one bowling pin?

Somebody shoot the screenwriter!
And Ron Howard! Where are you?
And Dan Brown, how could you produce and allow funds for something that was so unlike your book.
Where did your pt go?
Your exclamation has ran out the window, along with the proverbial dish and spoon!!

In movies, in mystery and suspense, it is suppose to TEASE the senses to the answer...it just doesnt come to you, like some sort of free omaha steak!

I felt that the tug and pull of arriving at the answers was not there. Barely, could you feel the thought processees of those involved, with the exception towards the end in the church where Sophia, Sir Teabing, and Langdon were at struggle. That was a cool effect and I wish they would have used more money in the effects or had taken more time to work out the riddles and rhymes as in the book.

The main twist in the book, drew like swords and pierced like daggers in my heart. It totally missed the mark on what was to be expected.

Sure, there is an ego that is created and established when one reads the book...

Of course, there are some things that should be left up to interpretation when there is an adaption to screen, but COME ON, they changed the ending and its relations.

Really this movie was on big piece of stinky cheese that even the french wouldnt ingest.:-p

I do have to say, on a positive note, that Mr Gandolf(Ian McKellan) did well for his role as well as Paul Bettany that played the albino. Miss Tautou did good for what she was given, but I felt at times, when things were suppose to be solved by her vein of logical thinking, the limelight was being fed to Hank's character in order for there to be a somewhat illogical balance in the whole scheme. Isn't this suppose to be a focus on women?

Damn, the irony. Maybe the screenwriter and director should have been female.