It's the type of bedazzled spectacle that takes you back to your youth, when every movie had the grandness and amazement of seeing a larger than life story for the very first time. Its dramatic and emotional complexity may be off, but it's an epic sci-fi/action film from a director who actually knows how to use alot of money for big-creative scale. Del Toro shows why Marvel and James Gunn are just mega-budget hacks.
With budgets up to nine digits and counting, tentpoles are behemoths, but Del Toro—swapping catacombs for futurism—does well simply by making sure that the mythology is coherent and the characters are people you don't mind spending two hours around. It's one of his more impersonal, like most things that size, but it effectively proposes that disposable kaiju schlock was just lying in wait for the deluxe treatment.
A big disappointment coming from Guillermo del Toro. A nice visual sense, but beyond that, everything is straight out of the Michael Bay summer blockbuster cliche textbook. I kept waiting for something clever, unique, or original to surprise me, but it never happened. Loud, dumb, and instantly forgettable.
Depending on what you are trying to get out of your viewing experience, Pacific Rim is a class A spectacle with a mind-numbingly rehashed premise. If you don't mind the fact that nothing makes sense and the acting is awful, you might enjoy robots exploding their fists into monster skulls.
Beautiful destruction, epic CGI and imaginative monsters undone by shitty one-liners, crappy acting (those 'Australian' accents' lol) and a generic Hollywood rhythm. While still at times awesome escapism, Del Toro is still too much of a innocent 12 year old at heart to make this film a 'Starship Troopers'-style subversive blockbuster. Needs more Verhoeven satire, the spectacle feels too empty otherwise.
It's popcorn fluff that does what it advertises, but it's easily forgotten the moment you exit the cinema. For my money, the "Patlabor" series of stories gave the notion of mecha its most thoughtful and entertaining treatment; all the bells and whistles of Del Toro's rendition just don't compare.
The lack of exploitative 9/11 imagery is refreshing given its growing trend in blockbusters today. What made me love this film were its humanist themes—mankind is faced with armageddon and steps up to the challenge—and Guillermo del Toro's distinctive style of art direction, complementing what's going on inside the characters' heads. The sheer badassery of the many showdowns frequently brought a smile to my face.
The summer blockbuster that delivers what it promised: bad ass monsters fighting freakin' robots. Del Toro remembers the excitement of the afterschool monster movie and applies 200 million dollar worth of cgi to the formula. Sure we could cut up the acting, the pacing and the clichéd characters; but why? This is about the spectacle and it delivers in full. Colour me impressed right down to my 12 year old soul.