Taking a sidestep from the adrenaline-packed world of shark movies, I decided to embark on Mark Polonia's jungle-themed venture. Imagine a craftsman from Pennsylvania, best known for his undersea predators, now navigating the vibrant canopy of primate cinema. It's akin to replacing "Jaws" with "Curious George" - but with some added twists.
In the primate world, it's not about the size. A monkey and a man don't differ much there. The challenge? Bringing a troop of them together to captivate us. Think of it as casting a Broadway show, but with our furry friends - and yes, it's as pricey as it sounds!
Our story? A rebellious group of female convicts shooting for the stars, quite literally. Their escape vehicle? A hijacked spaceship. Their unexpected landing spot? A realm ruled by primates. And in this landscape, Polonia's magic comes alive. Firework-like lasers, a primate overlord named Korg, whose voice could rival the loudest of rock concerts, and an ensemble of distinctive convicts, each painting their own story.
But, as the plot thickened, I must admit, my eyelids did the opposite. By the time the curtains drew on this cinematic adventure, I emerged with a sense of clarity - perhaps the silver screen isn't always greener on the primate side.
In conclusion? Unless you have a soft spot for monkeys or are aboard the Polonia express, this film might not be your next stop.
In the primate world, it's not about the size. A monkey and a man don't differ much there. The challenge? Bringing a troop of them together to captivate us. Think of it as casting a Broadway show, but with our furry friends - and yes, it's as pricey as it sounds!
Our story? A rebellious group of female convicts shooting for the stars, quite literally. Their escape vehicle? A hijacked spaceship. Their unexpected landing spot? A realm ruled by primates. And in this landscape, Polonia's magic comes alive. Firework-like lasers, a primate overlord named Korg, whose voice could rival the loudest of rock concerts, and an ensemble of distinctive convicts, each painting their own story.
But, as the plot thickened, I must admit, my eyelids did the opposite. By the time the curtains drew on this cinematic adventure, I emerged with a sense of clarity - perhaps the silver screen isn't always greener on the primate side.
In conclusion? Unless you have a soft spot for monkeys or are aboard the Polonia express, this film might not be your next stop.
