So here I am, begrudgingly back at work. I gotta keep in mind how fortunate I am right? God bless my co-workers, even though at times I feel like I've run out of things to talk about with them! LOL! I mean, I see them all the damn time, and there comes a point where I don't even know what to say to them anymore without sounding monotonous or mundane! Karaoke last night sucked, in that I couldn't sing as well because I was fighting a respiratory bug and this older gentleman who hangs out at the bar from time to time had to point out how bad I sounded on stage, even though he never has the balls to go up and sing himself. The nerve! The utter nerve of some people! I never once even stopped to think of and appreciate the extra day off and what it means to our men and women who have served in the military, so here's a bit of a belated thank you to those who have fought and fallen for the cause!
O.k. I braved the crowds and went to see the new Indy movie. I liked it. It had some great visuals and good action scenes, but I wasn't wowed or mesmerized by it like I was with the other ones. Cate Blanchett is terrific playing a black wig-wearing Russian chick, but that goes without saying because she is amazing in almost every movie role I have ever seen her in. Harrison Ford is definitely looking his age, but that's okay because he's gonna pass the franchise onto the adorable Shia LaBeouf who will be the new Indiana Jones I suppose. There's a truly great scene in this new film where a nuclear weapon is used, and I was drooling and loving every minute of it because I have a strange fascination with nukes going off; the sheer power and devastation one of those things unleashes in a matter of seconds is frightening and quite divine! They also mentioned Spanish conquistador Francisco de Orellana in the film as part of the plot, and I can only imagine how truly brave and courageous these Spaniards were back in the day when they were going out of their way to explore and search for gold in these "new lands" that they encountered. Many of them died in the New World and never made it back home to Spain. Greed and curiosity are greater I suppose than the fear of death?
Casey Affleck is the best thing about Gone Baby Gone, which was directed by his dumbass brother Ben. Yeah, interesting plot I suppose, but the focus on Boston and the white trash that lives there got on my nerves after a while. And Juno was a simple and cute little movie, which got way more attention than it deserved, but Hollywood loves to hype certain films to death, and this was one of them.
I'm such a movie critic I know. I'll try not to quit my day job...