Last week, Supergirl had a day off during the week and we got to hang out and play. We went to a movie (a rare occurrence thanks to my Personal Monster âąâwe go to a theater with the fancy electric recliners and sit in the back rowâyeah, the handicapped row). Specifically, we went to see the adaptation of Ernest Clines LitRPG SciFi novel Ready Player One. The adaptation was penned by Ernest Cline and Zak Penn, and directed by none other than Steven Spielberg.
Iâm not the kind of review that gives away the whole story, so let me just say that this story revolves around a society that has become obsessed with a Massively Multiplayer world (a la Second Life, but with more actual game content). Itâs a take on the âsave the cheerleader, save the worldâ kind of story, but with retro (1980âs!) themes.
We enjoyed the movieâit was well written, well-acted, and, given who directed, obviously well-directed. It was fun to see the 1980âs easter eggs (get it?) embedded in the movieâeverything from Atari 2600 games to 80âs music. They must have paid through the nose for IP, because it seems like there isnât a single scene that doesnât have IP embedded in it: Iron Giant to Godzilla and beyond.
Itâs not a tricksy movie, and itâs likely you wonât be surprised by the events, but itâs great fun, and I recommend it for the next free afternoon you have.