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Ngulas Dikit Tentang Film Lupus

Langsung aja ya, jujur sebagai penggemar Lupus gue kecewa berat sama film Lupus yang dibuat Eko Patrio. Film yang baru muncul di bioskop tanggal 4 April kemarin, gagal bikin gue puas dan ngakak berat. Ada beberapa hal yang gue gak suka dari film Lupus, ini dia..

Yang utama dan yang paling penting yaitu tokoh Lupus itu sendiri. Walaupun aktor yang memerankan tokoh Lupus udah pas, tapi karakter Lupus agak beda dalam film "Bangun Lagi Dong, Lupus". Lupus itu orangnya cuek, punya banyak ide, dan suka ngasih banyak tebak-tebakan konyol. Tapi di film gak ada tebak-tebakannya. Dia juga punya bakat di bidang menulis. Dia kan wartawan majalah Hai (dalam novel Lupus). Seharusnya, lebih baik memperlihatkan bagaimana Lupus biasa jadi wartawan majalah Hai, gimana Lupus ngejar-ngejar orang buat di wawancara, atau hal-hal lain yang berbau jurnalistik dari pada membuat lomba Go Green yang terkesan memaksa. Nggak hanya itu, dalam film, tokoh Lupus menjadi terlalu romantis, bertanggung jawab, bijaksana, dan religius. Terus, ciri Lupus bukan cuma permen karet, tapi juga tas dengan tali kepanjangan yang selalu di pake di kepala sama tebak-tebakan konyol. Tapi, cuma permen karet yang ditampilin dalam film.

Yang kedua, tokoh Engkongnya Gusur sama Nyaknya Boim. Engkong Gusur itu gak serenta dan segede dalam film. Badannya kurus, orangnya bawel dan sering marahin Gusur. Namun, di film, tokoh Engkong jadi besar, agak budi, dan gak pernah berantem sama Gusur. Selanjutnya Nyak Boim. Dalam Film, Nyak agak terlalu cakep dan bersih. Sebenernya, kalo dalam novel, Engkong itu naksir sama Nyak Boim. Oiya, menurut gue rumah Gusur sama Boim terlalu bagus untuk ukuran orang yang pas-pasan. Lagi pula seharusnya Gusur cuma tinggal berdua sama engkongnya..

Terus tokoh Gusur, Lulu sama Mami. Setau gue, Lulu gak pernah manggil Lupus pake sebutan "kak" pasti langsung teriak "LUPUUUUUUSSS!!" gitu. Tokoh Mami juga konyol, gak se-sentimentil itu. Perasaan di film, tokoh Mami nangis mulu.. Kalo Gusur, semua puisi buatannya gak ada yang bagus. Tapi dalam film, dia beneran jago sastra, puisinya bagus dan lukisannya bagus. Padahal, Gusur cuma bisa bikin puisi, itu pun gak ada yang bener. Gusur kan seniman sableng..

Secara keseluruhan, film "Bangun Lagi dong Lupus" ini mengecewakan. Kurang lelucon, terlalu banyak adegan galaunya, agak sedikit maksa (apalagi dibagian lomba go green), dan nggak ada climax nya. Terlalu datar bagi gue. Gitu aja.. Kalo mau bikin film tentang Lupus lagi, ajak gue, siapa tau bisa jadi tempat konsultasi.. :-p

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