Haddock and Tintin


Less thoughtful evaluation of Tintin’s adventure.

Eloquent daughter Elizabeth made movie tickets available to her father, which I could draw without effort from an automated teller machine at Munich’s Malthäser movie theater.

Liz enjoys life in Eugene, OR – I enjoy mine in Munich, Bavaria.

Spielberg’s movie exceeded my expectations and I was looking forward to this ever since news broke, that Spielberg has obtained the rights for Tintin’s adventures.

And yes, I was an avid reader of Tintin and made the editions available to daughters and sons of valued friends in their respective laguage.

Time went fast and right after, I looked up reactions from the European audience, who declare ownership of anything Tintin


3 types of ownership dominate:


1) Cineasts

I hold collectors in low esteem, hence there is little good to say about gourmets or cineasts for the matter.

A bunch of reactionary cripples, ignorant of better days to come and lost in long lost values of the past, they would wish Spielberg to have never attempted to film what can never be filmed.

A storyboard famous for its linea claire. Produced in motion picture, all linea claire is being destroyed while at it.

Cineast recommend anything more like this (in German language):



2) Technocrats

15 years into my career as marketing practioner, I found my creative peers to be replaced by nerds and outsiders, I have grown so accustomed to geeks, I now have an explicit liking for outsiders. They hold Spielberg’s Tintin in high regards just to discover, that technology is on its way to dismantle the divide between real film and animated film.

They seem to have discovered, that Spielberg has introduced a whole new genre. A remarkable performance which clearly downgrades Pixar. Filmmaking, modern day storytelling is yet again being taken to a new level, and perhaps the detail given to telling the story, its fabric, the aesthetics of the pictures (even apart from being in motion) is what we gain from the most.


3) Journalists

I had only read one review, that of David Kleingers in German news mag Der Spiegel.

Alas, we have all learned to pay less attention to what professionals have to say and opt to quickly discredit what they have to say as soon as we discover more meaningful insights even from a blogger we have never heard from. Dangerous times for professionals I’d say.

Specialists, experts are discarded by the numbers on any given day.

Journalists like cineasts would have preferred this movie not to never being made. Why not use actors instead they suggest while approving of the level of detail given to representing the adored Hergé characters, they now find fault with trying to adhere to Hergé rather than inventing whole new stories with no resemblance to the original. Haddock is not hardcore and brut enough, but what do they know have they seen all four sequels?

The audience in Belgium who are closer to inheriting ownership since this is where Hergé comes from, seem quite pleased with the result and when everything fails, follow the money.

Spielberg’s Tintin has outperformed its competition at the box office.



US production for the entire European family

Tintin fans are taking note of how much detail and empathy for the original and its fan base went into the movie.

They are gradually introduced from a remarkable opening in 2D graphic arts, including the all important inner sleeve portrayals of the original Tintin comic book, outlining the players to expect for each edition, subtly making the shift to 3D and off they go into a breathtaking adventure which is far too soon over, so that I can’t wait to see the next sequel, much like I couldn’t wait to get my hands around the next comic book.

What I loved most about Tintin, the occasional psychedelic edge, a bit of fear and loathing in Las Vegas, has been mixed into the first part, with Haddock getting really weird when drinking whisky. Amazing and hilarious. I love it.