After a week away with family with arrived home to find the books we packed in our checked luggage were ruined due to water damage from being left outside during our connection. I shouldn’t be nearly as annoyed as I am given it’s four books but I’m mostly mad at myself for not doing the smart thing and packing them in the carry-ons.
At the same time it’s a depressing reminder that we’ve got basically four carriers and in many places less than that and because of that none of them have much incentive to actually care about customer service. My damage claim ($50 would buy a lot of goodwill) is likely to go unanswered as did my very committed desire to never fly American again. Because they know I’ll either have to come back or they’ll get another passenger in my place.
It doesn’t have the atmosphere of First Cow or Meek’s Cutoff. So much of this film could’ve been transported to any time and it would’ve been the same movie.
Another documentary that wants to remind you the 70s sucked. It’s supposed to be centered around 1975 but a good chunk of the material comes from other years. But regardless it’s fine.
The shooting, the sets, and the vibes are top level. The movie itself is the embodiment of slow cinema and not necessarily in the good way. It’ll get its nominations deservedly but it already feels like a movie that’ll be a watch and forget pretty quickly.
Daniel Craig continued to be the best thing about the film but it drags, especially in the middle. Still a delight, but not as delightful of a doughnut hole within a doughnut hole.
Not the worst of the Conjuring series but that’s not a huge accomplishment given all the movies since the first have been generally terrible. Add in the misguided attempt to redeem the Warrens and it’s a generally miserable movie.
The genesis story of why everything is so terrible today. Everyone in the film is just terrible, and the 15 years since have only proven that out even more.
A true ship of Theseus. Longest serving full time member of Kansas has only been in the band since 2014 and the audience probably had an older average age than the band. Didn’t matter to the guy next to me who had a hell of time.
The thing about Dan Brown’s Langdon books is they’ve lost the charm of the early ones. Angel & Demons through Inferno had the ability to convince you Robert Langdon was an academic caught up in international conspiracies all the while “enlightening” you about art. But now they’re just kind of ridiculous and a bit too long.
I don’t hate Rami in it, which is a change of pace. And honestly it’s hard to make a film about Nazis have some legitimately funny parts but they did it.
The movie lost a lot of the charm and context of the book turning it into a basic low-budget slasher. Albeit one that largely avoids the main point of its existence for the entire first half of the video. Given its box office success it’ll probably get some sequels but this was enough for me.
Your standard feel good 1990s movie you’d find on television during a random statue day afternoon. Joe Pesci is a delight the rest is kind of an inferior Good Will Hunting three years early.
