To be honest speaking as guy who had an Ultramarine army once upon a time (god only knows where it went during the move) aren't they are little bleh to base a movie on? There are so many better chapters, Space Wolves, Dark Angels (though they're emo cows).
QFT. Why do they insist that the smurfs are the best of the best? They're quite likely the worst chapter in all of 40k. They're more fit for fighting starved out Imperial Guard than anything.
I don't get who got the idea to make Ultramarines fluff-wise "the greatest of the Space Marines" because that already takes the big portion of people who hated the Ultramarines and just pisses them off even more, the SM codex even goes as far as stating every other chapter, while having its differences to them, wants to be like them, aside from the abominations known as the Black Templars and Space Wolves.
Now, the thing I like about the Ultra's the most is their name, its the most original name out of all the SM I have ever heard, since they're usually just a mythology name, something angel, something knights, Iron something etc. There should be a new chapter like the Supermarines who are better then the Ultramarines.
And here i thought it was a bashing thread. You got my hopes up, even started with "Wankhammer"! Thanks a lot for betraying my expectations.
I cannot contribute anything to the topic, unfortunately - i'm not too knowledgeable about 40k, nor do i know anything about good actors. And the only way i'd watch a WH40k movie is if someone made a movie about Indrick Boreale.
[HEADING=2]SPESS MAHREENS, WE HAV FEHLED DE EMPRAH![/HEADING]
It is the 41st millennium. For more than a hundred centuries the human Emperor has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the Gods, and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is the Carrion Lord of the Imperium for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day, so that mankind may never die.
Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battle fleets cross the daemon infested miasma of the warp. The only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor?s will. Vast armies give battle in his name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defense forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat from aliens, heretics, mutants and worse.
To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions. It is to live in the cruelest and most bloody regime imaginable. These are those times. Forget the power of technology and science, for so much has been forgotten, never to be re-learned. Forget the promise of progress and understanding, for in the grim dark future there is only war. There is no peace amongst the stars, only an eternity of countless battles, death, and honor among fighting brothers.
Uh...ya' fucked that up right and proper there lad. Let's try again:
IT IS THE 41ST MILLENNIUM...
For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor has sat immobile on the Golden
Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the gods, and master of a
million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass
writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion
Lord of the Imperium for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day, so that he
may never truly die.
Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty
battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the warp, the only route between
distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the
Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in his name on uncounted worlds. Greatest
amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered
super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless
planetary defence forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the techpriests of the
Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely
enough to hold off the ever-present threat from aliens, heretics, mutants - and worse.
To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions. It is to live in the
cruellest and most bloody regime imaginable. These are the tales of those times.
Forget the power of technology and science, for so much has been forgotten, never to
be relearned. Forget the promise of progress and understanding, for in the grim dark
future there is only war. There is no peace amongst the stars, only an eternity of
carnage and slaughter, and the laughter of thirsting gods.
TBH I wouldn't focus a war-hammer movie on the space marines, they're too flat. They don't leave much room for interesting characterization. All their fluff makes them out too be too perfect, too good, too strong, too resilient.
I'd focus on the imperial guard, and eldar. You could do some real interesting stories. Space marine stories always end the up being the same thing.
A movie with focussing on an Imperial Guard Crusade (Under Solar Macharius) would have been cooler I reckon. That being said despite Warhammer's longevity and (fairly) hardcore persistence in the realm of tabletop gaming, countless pc games, and possibly one of the best settings/environments in sci-fi, you'd think someone would have adapated a small part of it for the silver screen already.
That being said ... if the movie was about the Imperial Guard it could have possibly found a greater presence with everyone else ... I mean the Imperial guard are most relateable by the audience beyond those that play the game.
They are humans, billions strong, ranging from the extremes of the galaxy. Brought together to fight an eternal war against anyone or anything that might get in their way. One theatre you're fighting against endless daemonic armies of Chaos ... another warzone you're fighting against an ork warband, and next a group of heretic humans whose planetary colony has been lost to the Emperor for countless millenia.
It's a bit hard to 'relate' to a space marine. Who wears as much armour as to triple his girth.
But a squishy human who is drafted into a cruel service that encourages violence and open aggression, that allows him to get the shit kicked out of him by his Sergeant, his commanders, and has no choice but to continue in a pointless crusade many lightyears from the idyllic home of gently rolling farmland, upon which he must bed down in crater pocketted worlds stained with the blood of most of his fellow draftees each and every day.
Now that's relateable, as it speaks volumes of certain eras of Humanity's (not too distant) past.
IG would make for better scenes of the movie, including a more downtime part, where the guardsmen sit on a small fort. A guardsmen is picked out by a commissar, who inspects his rifle. There is a dent or imperfection, a scuff. he is immediately shot. The rest of them has to jump back into frenzied work else risk his wrath.
That teaser made me feel icky.. I hope the animation looks a bit better then that. They should just extend the Dawn of War intro out to an hour and a half.
I voted Ravenor, though I think Robert Downey Jr would make a great Harlon Nayl or Zygmunt Molotch. Still, it's the same series, so it counts.
I'd like to see a movie based on the Space Wolf series. I have the two omnibus books, and their mix of character development and action is epic.
Perhaps a trilogy of Space Wolf, Ragnar's Claw and Grey Hunter. With Robert Downey Jr. as Ragnar, John Patrick Lowrie as Sven, Patrick Stewart as Wolf Priest Ranek and Bruce Willis as Sergeant Hakon. Oh, and Christopher Lee as Madox. He plays brilliant villains.
It is the 41st millennium. For more than a hundred centuries the human Emperor has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the master of mankind by the will of the Gods, and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is the Carrion Lord of the Imperium for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day, so that mankind may never die.
Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battle fleets cross the daemon infested miasma of the warp. The only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor?s will. Vast armies give battle in his name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defense forces, the ever-vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat from aliens, heretics, mutants and worse.
To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions. It is to live in the cruelest and most bloody regime imaginable. These are those times. Forget the power of technology and science, for so much has been forgotten, never to be re-learned. Forget the promise of progress and understanding, for in the grim dark future there is only war. There is no peace amongst the stars, only an eternity of countless battles, death, and honor among fighting brothers.
Thats what I get for reading the first two sentences and CTRL+C CTRL+V real quick like. I need to find the site I copied that from again and lynch that goofball.
CounterAttack said:
I voted Ravenor, though I think Robert Downey Jr would make a great Harlon Nayl or Zygmunt Molotch. Still, it's the same series, so it counts.
Depends. Do you mean just as voice actors? Because I do not want any live action actor anywhere near my WH40K least of all some old time, drug abusing washout like Robert Downey Jr.
Also that voice was not epic enough...
Fully agreed on the lameness of the voiceover. However, I think an imperial guard (with maybe some astartes glimpsed through a viewfinder, i don't think most imperial guard have ever even seen a space marine even from a distance) would be fine as a live action flick, typical caveats of good writing and acting accounted for, of course.
And Yvonne Strahovski as Kara... hot damn. Patrick Stewart would be the voice of Ravenor's chair, and his mental voice should be that of David Boreanaz.
I can imagine Robert voice-acting a Space Marine, so long as he isn't the shouty, zealous "FOR THE EMPRAH!" type...Perhaps a Librarian...I can definitely imagine him in live-action or voice-acting as pre-Thracian Primaris Ravenor.
Amendment/Edit: Brainwave! Liam Neeson as Eisenhorn!!
I'm not even sure Cain would be an option because of how much of that character that's dependent on the internal thought process that the books explore. Though, Downey would be one of the few actors that could pull off the Commissar.
Even if you had narration (the muttering wouldn't really work), you'd have to have it broken up with Amberley chiming in. And again, I'm not really sure that would work in the structure of a film. A TV series could probably get away with it though, but then there's the question of production values.
John Hurt is a friggin awesome narrator. I don't think Downey Jnr. suits any of those roles, you need someone more intense and rugged, Downey Jnr is a little cutesy for those parts.
Its kind of a shame that the movie is about the ultramarines. Not that I dislike them, but some of the other chapters like the Space Wolves, Dark Angels, or the Blood Angels are much more interesting
IG would make for better scenes of the movie, including a more downtime part, where the guardsmen sit on a small fort. A guardsmen is picked out by a commissar, who inspects his rifle. There is a dent or imperfection, a scuff. he is immediately shot. The rest of them has to jump back into frenzied work else risk his wrath.
I would think it would be the OTHER way around ... IG get shit gear, patched uniforms, crappy armour. A commissar picks out a fresh-faced recuit (after an intense battle) and finds his gun fairly immaculate ... shoots him, on the accusaation that "his gun is 'clean' because he hadn't been fightin' enough".
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