GUARDIANS of the GALAXY - Grading & Discussion

Aldo · Jan 24, 2015

Chemahkuu said: ↑

SPCTRE said: ↑

Finally got the Blu-ray, A++.

<3 Rocket
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Yup, luckily he'll be back in the sequel.
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Why wouldn't he be?

Australis · Jan 24, 2015

Sidebar.

Some have mentioned the guy whistling and killing the people with the flying knife, and comparing it to a knife missile from the Culture series. I'm rereading 'Use of Weapons' and this scene came up. For context, Disiet Sma is an agent for the Culture, working undercover, and Skaffen-Amitskaw is a drone, a highly intelligent AI about the size and shape of a suitcase that has effector fields and shields that function as limbs (and regarded as full citizens). The book is 25 years old now (wow!) and it's great.

Once, maybe twenty years ago, far away on another planet in another part of the galaxy altogether, on the floor of a dry sea forever scoured by howling winds, beneath the mesa that had been islands on the dust that had been silt, she had lodged in a small frontier town at the limit of the railways' reach, preparatory to hiring mounts to venture into the deep desert and search out the new child messiah.

At dusk, the riders came into the square, to take her from the inn; they'd heard her strangely coloured skin alone would fetch a handsome price.

The inn-keeper made the mistake of trying to reason with the men, and was pinned to his own door with a sword; his daughters wept over him before they were dragged away.

Sma turned, sickened, from the window, heard boots thunder on the rickety stairs. Skaffen-Amtiskaw was near the door. It looked, unhurried at her. Screams came from the square outside and from elsewhere inside the inn. Somebody battered at the door of her room, loosing dust and shaking the floor. Sma was wide eyed, bereft of stratagems.

She stared at the drone. 'Do something,' she gulped.

'My pleasure,' murmured Skaffen-Amtiskaw.

The door burst open, slamming against the mud wall. Sma flinched. The two black-cloaked men filled the doorway. She could smell them. One strode in towards her, sword out, rope in the other hand, not noticing the drone at one side.

'Excuse me,' said Skaffen-Amtiskaw.

The man glanced at the machine, without breaking stride.

Then he wasn't there any more, and dust filled the room, and Sma's ears were ringing, and pieces of mud and paper were falling from the ceiling and fluttering through the air, and there was a large hole straight through the wall into the next room, across from where Skaffen-Amtiskaw - seemingly defying the law concerning action/reaction - hovered in exactly the same place as before. A woman shrieked hysteri*cally in the room through the hole, where what was left of the man was embedded in the wall above her bed, his blood spat*tered copiously over ceiling, floor, walls, bed and her.

The second man whirled into the room, discharging a long gun point-blank at the drone; the bullet became a flat coin of metal a centimetre in front of the machine's snout, and clunked to the floor. The man unsheathed and swung his sword in one flashing movement, scything at the drone through the dust and smoke. The blade broke cleanly on a bump of red-coloured field just above the machine's casing, then the man was lifted off his feet.

Sma was crouched down in one corner, dust in her mouth and hands at her ears, listening to herself scream.

The man thrashed wildly in the centre of the room for a second, then he was a blur through the air above her, there was another colossal pulse of sound, and a ragged aperture appeared in the wall over her head, beside the window looking out to the square. The floorboards jumped and dust choked her. 'Stop!' she screamed. The wall above the hole cracked and the ceiling creaked and bowed down, releasing lumps of mud and straw. Dust clogged her mouth and nose and she struggled to her feet, almost throwing herself out of the window in her desperate attempt to find air. 'Stop,' she croaked, coughing dust.

The drone floated smoothly to her side, wafting dust away from Sma's face with a field-plane, and supporting the sagging ceiling with a slender column. Both field components were shaded deep red, the colour of drone pleasure. 'There, there,' Skaffen-Amtiskaw said to her, patting her back, Sma choked and spluttered from the window and stared horrified at the square below.

The body of the second man lay like a sodden red sack under a cloud of dust in the midst of the riders. While they were still staring, before most of the raiders could raise their swords, and before the inn-keeper's daughters - being lashed to two of the mounts by their captors - realised what the almost unrecognis*able lump on the ground in front of them was and started screaming again, something thrummed past Sma's shoulder and darted down towards the men.

One of the warriors roared, brandishing his sword and lunging towards the door of the inn.

He managed two steps. He was still roaring when the knife missile flicked past him, field outstretched.

It separated his neck from his shoulders. The roar turned to a sound like the wind, bubbling thickly through the exposed wind-pipe as his body crashed to the dust.

Faster - and turning more tightly - than any bird or insect, the knife missile made an almost invisibly quick circle round most of the riders, producing an odd stuttering noise.

Seven of the riders - five standing, two still mounted - collapsed into the dust, in fourteen separate pieces. Sma tried to scream at the drone, to make the missile stop, but she was still choking, and now starting to retch. The drone patted her back. 'There, there,' it said, concernedly. In the square, both of the inn-keeper's daughters slipped to the ground from the mounts they had been tied to, their bonds slashed in the same cut that had killed all seven men. The drone gave a little shudder of satisfaction.

One man dropped his sword and started to run. The knife missile plunged straight through him. It curved like red light shining on a hook, and slashed across the necks of the last two dismounted riders, felling both. The mount of the final rider was rearing up in front of the missile, its fangs bared, forelegs lashing, claws exposed. The device went through its neck and straight into the face of its rider.

On emerging from the resulting detonation, the machine slammed to a stop in mid-air, while the rider's headless body slid off his collapsing, thrashing animal. The knife missile spun slowly about, seemingly reviewing its few seconds' work, then it started to float back towards the window.

The inn-keeper's daughters had fainted.

Sma vomited.

The frenzied mounts leapt and screamed and ran about the courtyard, a couple of them dragging bits of their riders with them.

The knife missile swooped and butted one of the hysterical mounts on the head, just as the animal was about to trample the two girls lying still in the dust, then the tiny machine dragged them both out of the carnage, towards the doorway where their father's body lay.

Finally, the sleek, spotless little device rose gently to the window - daintily avoiding Sma's projected bile - and snicked back into the drone's casing.

'Bastard!' Sma tried to punch the drone, then kick it, then picked up a small chair and smashed it against the drone's body. 'Bastard! You fucking murderous bastard!'

'Sma,' the drone said reasonably, not moving in the slowly settling maelstrom of dust, and still holding the ceiling up. 'You said do something.'

'Meatfucker!' She smashed a table across its back.

'Ms Sma; language!'

'You split-prick shit, I told you to stop!'

'Oh. Did you? I didn't quite catch that. Sorry.'

She stopped then, hearing the utter lack of concern in the machine's voice. She thought very clearly that she had a choice here; she could collapse weeping and sobbing and not get over this for a long time, and maybe never be out of the shadow of the contrast between the drone's cool and her breakdown; or.

She took a deep breath, calmed herself.

She walked up to the drone and said quietly, 'All right; this time... you get away with it. Enjoy it when you play it back.' She put one hand flat on the drone's side. 'Yeah; enjoy. But if you ever do anything like that again...' she slapped its flank softly and whispered, 'you're ore, understand?'

'Absolutely,' said the drone.

'Slag; components; motherjunk.'

'Oh, please, no,' Skaffen-Amtiskaw sighed.

'I'm serious. You use minimum force from now on. Under*stand? Agree?'

'Both.'

She turned, picked up her bag and headed for the door, glancing once into the adjoining room through the hole the first man had made. The woman in there had fled. The man's body was still cratered into the wall, blood like rays of ejecta.

Sma looked back to the machine, and spat on the floor.
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shivkala · Jan 24, 2015

Australis said: ↑

Sidebar.

Some have mentioned the guy whistling and killing the people with the flying knife, and comparing it to a knife missile from the Culture series. I'm rereading 'Use of Weapons' and this scene came up. For context, Disiet Sma is an agent for the Culture, working undercover, and Skaffen-Amitskaw is a drone, a highly intelligent AI about the size and shape of a suitcase that has effector fields and shields that function as limbs (and regarded as full citizens). The book is 25 years old now (wow!) and it's great.
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I'm not sure when his powers were fully detailed, but Yondu first appeared in 1969's Marvel Super-Heroes #18. His powers in the 90's Guardians of the Galaxy series, which I am more familiar with involved him shooting arrows with a bow, and controlling their direction, but not speed, with his whistles. So the movie took some liberties with his ability, as the comic Yondu could not cause the arrow to fly on its own just by whistling.

Australis · Jan 25, 2015

Jmm, a little from column A, a little from column B?

Samurai8472 · Aug 3, 2015

Disney XD Guardians of the Galaxy cartoon trailer with a bit of Awesome Mix Vol 1

[YT]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2P7aahQlG48[/YT]

JD · Aug 3, 2015

Looks like their pretty much recreating as much of the movie as they possibly can.

Samurai8472 · Aug 4, 2015

Star Lord's origin

[YT]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VQP4Bgm3t28[/YT]

[YT]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v_RkePR_pZA[/YT]

Corran Horn · Aug 4, 2015

They adapted the movie GotG character designs for Guardians appearances in Ultimate Spider-Man, Avengers Assemble, and Agents of SMASH once the movie came out. I wonder if this show will be in that same Universe.

WiredPlanet · Jan 21, 2016

Rumors say the second movie will have a living planet

WiredPlanet · Jan 21, 2016

and my grade, I gave it maybe an A minus or maybe A... or A- not sure
I think I will vote 'A' because it was so much fun, and to think it got such negative press before release say how it was too much of a B-movie, it was going to be the next Elektra, Catwoman, Waterworld orGreen Lantern...
...a real fun ride

Marvel did it again with this one

I wonder if the rumors about a 'Living Planet' are true? Sounds like something out of Lem's Solyaris...also see the 2002 film

JD · Jan 21, 2016

Ego does seem to be a pretty big part of the comic cosmic stuff, so I wouldn't be surprised if he did pop up. It is one of the crazier concepts in the comics, but I wouldn't totally rule it out, after all people said the same kind of stuff about Rocket & Groot and they worked out great.

WiredPlanet · Jan 23, 2016

a character named 'Mantis' may appear

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