NOBODY EXPECTS THE SPANISH ARMADA!!

May 22, 2011 22:43

I've somehow gotten shanghaied into bringing carrots to a sushi party at school tomorrow, so I guess I'm going anyway. Kangaroos... *sob* And the online schedule is fritzing out so I can't even see if it's on again any time soon. Maybe I'll just watch the second half anyway. Anyway, job interview *crosses fingers*. And hopefully it won't be raining either, or if so not very hard because if it is there is no ride available. I'd get even wetter riding the bus than my bike because I'd have to wait in the rain, a quick ride to the foot of the hospital, and then walk to the building on the other side of the highway and then down aways.

Murdoch is gone from PBS's Saturday night lineup... makes me sad. Why hello there Netflix! So instead of Murdoch, I saw Pirates last night. First 3D movie in town, they had balloons and everything, and five minutes before it started they turned on the lights and had us all put on our glasses so they could take pictures. Now all we need is another theater for some friendly, price-lowering competition... we're used to ten dollars a ticket, it seems a little high but not egregiously so, but thirteen? Ouch. As to the actual movie itself, a good description would be that it is the fourth movie in a series that is already over. Fun and games, but overall not worth a second look. It lacked... effort. Yeah, that's the word. The only characters that feel rightfully developed are the ones that were already developed, like Jack and Barbossa (though in the case of where Barbossa's development went...). Hell, even the monkey felt more developed than Philip and Selene, even the names of which are afterthoughts, regardless of the fact that the monkey's development consists of 'hates Jack, screams a lot'. I mean, I would've loved for a bit more info on those two. But instead we get the missionary (because for all intents and purposes he doesn't have a name) going, "It has a name!" and it feels like he just makes Selene up so that he doesn't look like an idiot. And then at the very end she's all, "Philip, you're hurt," which is literally the only time we hear his name, and she drags him underwater, never to be seen again. The whole thing they had going, where he was pretty much the only nice person in the entire group and he was proving to her that humans weren't all hateful bastards, was really good and they messed it all up. And then there was the Spanish Armada, which wasn't quite a deus ex machina but felt close enough. Like one of the writers was all "AND THEN THE SPANISH ARMADA SHOWED UP AND STARTED WRECKING THE PLACE!" and someone else pointed out, "Um, what? Why? And from where?" so they added that random scene to the beginning. Like they were actively trying to go for a Monty Python joke, but it was stopped somehow. And random Keith Richards is random.

Yawn. Sleep now.

life, musings

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