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Narus Ignosi

Subtitle: Guh??

Lately I've been filling my idle moments by reading Danse Macabre by Stephen King, wisely consigliatomi by Jean Genie. I found particularly amusing the seventh chapter, devoted to "horror movies like crap." Between a laugh and bitch to the other, I come across this sentence:

"And we must not forget Swarm, swarm kills of Irwin Allen, and his full cast of familiar faces
. Here is a film that manages to do better than Prophecy:
appear to have been spent ninety-eight dollars, and it cost twelve million. "

Now imagine this scene. It is exactly what happened, but imagine it anyway. Laughing close the book of King. I see the TV Guide on the table. I wonder "I wonder what they do tonight?", Open it and - TADAAAAN - what I read for the evening of Thursday, August 2, 2007?
Ok, it was not Swarm, Swarm II was. Potentially even better, however, is not it? That is, if nine out of ten times the sequel to a film is good on the whole more enjoyable than syrup only from an outbreak of fever and a few other things, what could be the sequel to a film that he gets such a definition? WHAT?
I could just lose, so I tuned in last night. After five seconds I realized that I had a moral duty to share it with all of you who have not seen.
In the best tradition of the movie "popcorn yes, no brain," the film opens with a topical scene, the kind that you make it clear at once who are the ones to hate, even if you missed the first exchanges to go and get something to drink. A handful of white faces with ever-present threat charges pistolazze a tribal chief in Guatemala that seems stuffed. They want to know where a particular thing that could save humanity, but might also ordered to hell. What suspense, taking into account that the title of the first film was "the swarm that kills ... in short, is the classic scene of the Indian sage who tries to warn the West imbecile. Okay, we are often, but it marches on in this way? Hilarious, however the presence of an Indian chief translator - English, English - Indian chief. Especially because, when the super villain (Schroeder or something ... there must be an unwritten rule that if the villain has a vaguely Teutonic name, is not a real bad guy) takes a poor defenseless boy and the tip gun in his head to force the boss to please him (suspense, right?), spoke of a peasant village ... x responding in perfect English, "I'll take you." XDD But what the hell they wanted a translator if the Indians understood perfectly the language of the nasty?
follows a sequence from Indiana Jones of the poor, the educated Indian escort them into the jungle to a wonderful building that houses the Pandora's box. We still have two guinea pigs, because of the pitfalls, BUT the sinister plan of the port is nasty. We find them in fact to pay a truck driver and it gives a mysterious chest pass beyond the border with Mexico. The rugged truck driver, in addition to money, want absolutely to have a pendant of amber that the very bad Schroeder had cheated the Indian chief (which, being embalmed, could not recover). We know that the rude drivers are always very sensitive to the charm of the jewelry.
the border with Mexico finally come into play even good. Before him, after her. He is an entomologist (every time someone calls it so, someone else takes care to explain to the public that "entomologist" means "who studies the insects." Hey, we know! We are all Americans!), And is obviously very far from the Platonic idea of an entomologist who might have. Secchetto, glasses Filini ... no, no, 'I'm here is a piece of Marcantonio fashion, and his hands busy with the pictures to do is take the legs to the Snout. We see this attempt to run through the jungle as if it were an advertisement dell'Invicta. Then we discover that he was hired by the mayor of a Mexican citizen to prevent an outbreak of malaria (see, asshole? You see that entomologists have power?), And that's acted as if he had been chased by a pack of lionesses in reality was his way of monitoring the situation. If nothing else, we know that those biceps if he is not done by adjusting the microscope.
entomology (sorry, can not remember his name) is a friend of the local police chief, but not the mayor, the political representative of the classic slippery and small-minded. It 's true that the entomologist, with his magic act, he stopped the epidemic of malaria, but increased the number of mosquitoes, and this annoys people, ranging from the mayor to complain about (did not do wrong). The exchange between the two is worthy of comic

- Mayor, I had increase the number of mosquitoes to introduce a quantity that barren bla bla bla.
- OK, but now there are too many mosquitoes. How do we do?
- Bats eat mosquitos. We increase the number of bats.

These entomologists who know more of the devil! XD
mayor rightly sends him to hell and fires him.
We come to you of the film is a journalist who is following a trail of drug traffickers, and just happened on the trail is the same truck driver with a penchant for baubles . Too bad this truck driver, over the Mexican border, face an accident that the truck down. The policeman spoke to the load and take a look, no one knows why, feel the irrepressible need to open YOUR case that should not be opened. I mean, it was not the only one! Why That? However he does and opens a Pandora's box. The poor policeman dies, point to death by killer wasps that, now free, shaman do not know where to bring destruction. When the reporter arrives, can not help but report the loss. Fortunately for her love life to her appeal also runs the entomologist. And we know that a body full of bumps is ideal to make a spark.
In the case that had contained the wasp nest is left alone. The entomologist brings it home and started to learn it and - horror! - Referring to his friend, police officer concerned: "But these wasps can not be normal!"
Now, aside from a nest of wasps that I normal more than a big chest I have never seen - but I'm not un'entomologa, after all - I've never even seen a sting normal Bugnon like that can leave those who were on the corpse of the poor policeman slain by the screenwriters. Great golf balls more ... Once a wasp has stung me the finger and yes, I was swollen, but if I had swollen so much I would probably call an exorcist!
After the intuition that there are wonderful little creatures out of the norm in dance, the entomologist and the journalist begins to flirt and exchange information. But the sinister mayor, concerned only to win, does not accommodate the request of the entomologist wise to suspend the holiday season, that would bring tourists to the town. And just because the chief of police breaking balls, he decides to call reinforcements (whatever that means). Who we are facing? The vicious, they were not waiting to reappear on the scene to complete the second part of the plan. In disguise, they pretend to spray insecticides, but in practice attract Vespone (since it was discovered operating in Alien style, leaving the eggs inside the body of the poor who get caught. Eggs that would accrue until a new swarm, with a hole in the belly, make their way out. Other than the bite of the zombie ...) just on the crowd. It seems the disaster, because the journalist was stung, but our entomologist was not there. He was in a church listening to a priest blather of Cortez and a curse (what a surprise!) Which would explain why those wasps. The conditional use because it really did not understand the speech they did. But maybe it's because I am stuck in front of this box (it was more or less):

[the priest trinket the note of amber, in a roundabout way, has passed from the neck of the unfortunate truck driver to the entomologist]
Priest - Hey, but there is an inscription in Latin ...
Entomologist - Latin I with me the cable. It says ... Ignosi Narus. (NB "Ignosi" read English, with the separate G and N)
Priest - Ignosi Narus?
Entomologist - It means "black fire"

'I'm fucking.
Initially I had wondered why an Indian of Guatemala had a trinket with an incision in Latin (he does not know English and know the Latin?) . Then I realized that in fact the Latin had nothing to do with this film. Ignosi Narus is no longer Latin ghrlsubj grbishjgf. Good grief, there were two words, what could have cost the writer to open a Latin dictionary and copy right? You say that the effort to seek "Entomologist" sapped the will? Maybe.
Okay, in short, the vicious have found that the venom of the wasp can kill or make it immune to all diseases. Obviously, the highest percentage of those who remain, but instead want to find the lucky resist. And guess who is being teased and then manages to get up on your feet? But ceerto her journalist! So Schroeder kidnaps her and then orders his henchmen to kill the entomologist. What they can not do, of course, but there the hell do they send the good police chief. Ten to one that was a few days to retirement.
We reach the final in a cave in Center of the Earth, Schroeder led the good journalist does not quite know what to do, but he needs to take the wasp queen. The entomologist arrives, angry black. There is a struggle and manages to steal the box containing poor queen. Then the vile Schroeder holds a gun against the journalist, then reciting the usual monologue in which the bad guy exposes his crazy reasons, to allow the good to come up with phrases like "You ... you're crazy!" or something. Nobody stops to think that someone who is saying "This girl is a carrier, is the most precious thing in the world to me" do not shoot with that girl EVER, so that gun to his head should not make least afraid, but entomologists see further than the normal people. Search and rescue succeeds, even if beak a bullet on the arm (ah, the usual minor injuries that are so sexy!). Schroeder ends in flames and an invasion of friendly bats burst into the cave to feed on all the killer wasps. What funny guys!
It all seems resolved, MA ... The film ends in a circle, with a new bunch of nasty wasps that return to the search for killer in the same stretch of jungle of Guatemala. Note the detail that someone - no one knows who, as the Indians are afraid to approach that place - he rearranged the traps. Perhaps it was the
Ignosi Narus, whatever it is.