We had the Cloverfield trailer before Transformers. Completely blanked it from my mind, though. I think the city destruction scenes from the latter overlaid it.

Now, if we're talking irritating filming styles then unsteadicam is right up there on the list for me.

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I may have mentioned before but my favorite part of the first Bourne movie was when he removes the fire escape map of the building from the embassy wall. *That* was clever and got my attention.

I loved both of the Bourne movies, and I can't wait for the third one. The camerawork didn't bother me at all, and I didn't read the books, so I have no idea how much stuff got cut for the scripts.

I'm really looking forward to the third. Damon is a fantastic action star.

I didn't read the books, so I have no idea how much stuff got cut for the scripts.

Everything but "an assassin with memory loss is picked up by a boat and meets a Swiss lady."

(I am sure people will chime in with similarities between the books and movies, but you get the idea. They are only loosely related.)

Nah, pretty much what bon said. I always liked the books, and I've liked both movies, but they're just different animals.

Everything but "an assassin with memory loss is picked up by a boat and meets a Swiss lady."

Heh.

Again, I have no idea if Damon fit the part as written in the novels, but he worked beautifully for me as Bourne. He's got that slightly military look, he's in perfect shape, not alarmingly gorgeous (in terms of being able to look different as needed), and really able to get across his conflict when he has to look at his life and vocation from a new perspective.

Wait--isn't she Canadian in the books? I know they end up in Montreal, and I thought that was why.

Everything but "an assassin with memory loss is picked up by a boat and meets a Swiss lady."

I'm afraid I must be the anti-brenda in this and say Thank God. I got the first two or three books when I was trapped on bedrest, staggered through the first one, got 20 pages into the second, and quit when I realized I was eagerly looking forward to my late-morning nap as an excuse to put the book down.

I don't know what his earlier stuff is like, but Bourne Ludlum struck me as unbearably wet. Jason Bourne was always fretting about his girl and singing great internal arias about Oh God, my love. How I love you! I tremble at the danger I have put you in, o love my love! I would kill to protect you, you who know me, whose eyes see into my soul -- it tears at me, devouring me from beneath, the terrible burden of this love! I must go kill a ratty German to ease the pressure, the pressure on my heart, o my love! I really wanted to slap Book!Bourne. Of course, he would've killed me as dead as Movie!Bourne, but first he would have sniveled like a wibbly little emo boy and I could point and laugh before he shivved me or whatever.

I love Movie!Bourne. He's all woobieful and etched with pain, but he doesn't burble about it; he just shoots the shit out of people and snaps their neck and stuff, and then he looks broken some more, occasionally in shirts that show off some arm. That's good enough for me.