I really enjoyed Snowpiercer. It’s a clever, visually stimulating little piece of dystopian science fiction powered by a pair of excellent acting performances from Chris Evans and Tilda Swinton. I highly recommend it to anyone who’s interested in that kind of thing.
And the train it takes place on is basically the MBTA. No, I’m not kidding. Look at all these similarities:
- You don’t want to eat anything you find in the last few cars.
- The rich people make it worse for the rest of us. The idiots who run the MBTA? Rich. The annoying tourists who can’t figure it out? The entitled students who don’t shut up? The inance bros who wedge themselves into places they don’t fit? All well off, for the most part.
- Drugs. Yup.
- It takes an entire fucking year for it to get where it’s fucking going.
- It gets downright weird on New Years Eve.
- There are pregnant ladies with machine guns. Alright, not really, but those Klingon battlecruisers people are calling strollers these days are just as dangerous.
- If you ever reach the very front, you’ll be exposed to some terrible, horrible shit – like employees who text while driving the train. Oh, the humanity!
Back to the movie for a second. Man…what’s up with that ending? You’re telling me a leader patient enough to sit and watch and bide his time while children are kidnapped and limbs are taken as punishment is reckless enough to blow a hole in the side of the train? I don’t think so. Curtis chose to let his own best friend die so he could capture the leader of his enemies. This is a guy who takes the engineer position even though he fucking hates it and works slowly to make things better for his people. Smells like Hollywood stuck its nose in this one.