This article discusses how, in spite of its best efforts, Peter Jackon’s new film won’t do much to enhance the fate of 3D films. I, for one, would be happy to see them disappear immediately. I dislike 3D films for a number of reasons:
(a) They hurt my eyes. It’s bad enough having to deal with the sights and sounds of your fellow moviegoers eating pizza, popcorn, natchos, and so forth, without being bombarded with flying objects and kaleidoscopes of colour on the screen;
(b) Too often, the purpose of 3D films is to overpower you with their amazing effects and computer-generated technologies. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a technophile bordering on geek status, but when effects and technology usurp good writing, well-developed characters, a plot, and good acting, I’d rather take a pass;
(c) They are an assault to the senses; too many things are moving, too much noise, the music is usually horrifically loud, and so forth; and
(d) 3D glasses are a travesty and render one hideous.