When it comes down to the facts, 300 was a visually great movie, based on a visually great graphic novel. That being said, it’s also one of the cheesiest dialogues in recent years. It’s not like you are looking for Oscar-caliber story or anything like that. It’s mindless entertainment. But it’s a fun movie. It’s a movie you can put in at any time when you want an easy movie to watch, and be entertained.
Well, we’re back at it again. Everybody’s favourite male equivalent of Lara Croft is about to raid more tombs, swoon more ladies, and get shot more times and fall off more buildings to question whether he really is an immortal.
Another month in the books, and I have more potentials than posts. Either this is a precursor to a great next couple of months of blogdom, or the beginning of the end, which I refuse to accept. I chose to work hard to start writing, and even though I still suck, I choose to work at it to get better.
Ah, Hallowe’en. A time to get individually sized candies the days after for dirt cheap prices. A day to waste a perfectly good pumpkin for target practice for the local juvenile delinquents instead of an awesome pie. Yes a time to scare ourselves with horror marathons on television that will eventually be Ghostbusters over and over again. A time to dress up in alluring outfits for your significant other or your close friends. Not me, however. I don’t have a girlfriend to wear the sexy nurse outfit, and hell, it doesn’t fit me anymore.
Some movies you look back on and wonder why you liked that movie when you were a kid. You know what I mean. Remembering when you loved a film you saw back in the golden times of your childhood, then watching the movie again in your adult years and thinking to yourself that you were a stupid child for thinking that?