A movie review.

I just sat through three plus hours of a bloated animated blue planet promo about whales, and… how can there possibly be plans for three more of these things. This sequel took the longest possible route to having no point whatsoever. No longer in dire need of unobtanium, now we need $80,000,000.00/per glandular serum from a previously unknown organism on a hostile planet. This should have been a finely timed 90 minutes, with like a qr code to a promo web site where you could watch videos of all the flora & fauna doing their weirdo alien shit. This movie DRAGS its ass over 3 hrs and 15 minutes, to do what. Reiterate what we know from the first film? There are multiple clans across the planet. Physiological differences due to regional adaptations. The planet is hostile. The planet is kinda sorta alive in the form of Mother Goddess ‘Eywa’. Sully and the Marine corps don’t see eye to eye. Sully is a shit person, but a decent soldier. Neytiri can hiss and scream in anguish really, really well. Check, check, check. Got it. Anything new to add beyond exquisite visuals? No, not really. I feel as though I watched three hours of filler waiting to be told what the actual story for episode three is going to be. Will there be subterranean mole Na’vi in the next one? We have the fliers, and the swimmers… so are runners next? We already had the six legged horses, so been there already. What other trope can they unleash to pad out two plus hours of a three hour visual extravaganza, which was noticeably light on plot, devoid of character development beyond a skills montage, and had some of the hokiest dialogue I’ve heard in quite some time. Ok dumb ass. Bro! Bro, dude… bro.

If what sells it are the visuals…. you may have a problem. I know it did well, but I’m not sure why. I’m glad I did not have to try and sit through this in a movie theater during the pandemic. I can’t fathom how they can think of making this a five part movie series. It boggles the mind. I need to further collect my thoughts. This warrants a longer, and more thorough shellacking. Idiotic. Asinine.

It’s too late, I need to go to bed.

Bring on parts 3,4, and 5. Good grief.

You know what isn’t a terribly good idea?

Leaving all of your domestic duties until Friday. Laundry, sorting & folding, as well as putting all five loads worth away. Yikes. Not cool. Dishes are cool since we’ve been out of the house so much this week. Floors could do with the vacuum run round, and a wash as I look a little closer. The lawn is fine for another day. It’s been so dry only the shaded portion under the trees has shown any growth, and is still in fact, green. Everything the light touches is a dry tinder box. Glad that town car fire happened while everything was still green and had some moisture in it. As now my lawn, fence and probably the Cherry tree too would go up in flames. Phew! Made it.

Dress rehearsal at the venue last night was great, they even got a little ahead of schedule and finished early for a change. I didn’t see much, as the drop off, sign out station was back stage in a loading dock for sets and props, from the looks of things. I happily look forward to watching the kids rock their stuff on Sat/Sun. Should be a hoot.

Next week is much lighter for a change. No more dance, beyond one Talent Show performance on Thursday. A Sparks/Embers sleep over where all I need do is set up the tent, and then have the night and following morning to myself. Oh, and help edit the last book talk (report) of grade three. Which is for next Friday. Kid has done well. Read most of the 218 page non-fiction book with little to no prompting from me. Very proud of that. Happy to see the reading level maintained and improving.

Another potential interruption on Tuesday of next week aswell, but some things are worth clocking off the day job for, you know. So all in all, besides gymnastics which runs until the very last week of June we will be finishing up the kids extracurriculars really soon. My wife still has school obligations with Graduation, and a Student Athletic’s Banquet in the coming weeks, but that doesn’t involve me, or juggling kids to get them to multiple separate locations, so I’m not bothered. All that means is I’ll have the kids in bed shortly after 8:00pm two more nights this month than usual. If the weather’s good we will swim in the evening and that will draw a lot of the fight out of both of them. And bedtime should, should I say, be pretty reasonable. Neither event should see their mother come home any later than 9:00-10:00pm, so my very persistent children will lie in bed and wait for a very groggy good night kiss and then immediately fall asleep. Too cute. I told them not to try that last night, as I knew Prom would keep my wife busy until 11:00pm or later.

It is still drizzling outside (a good thing!), so I won’t cut the grass today. As much as I would like to keep all of my weekend time open, and not use it for chores, you just can’t beat the weather. It’ll win every time. No point trying to fight it. That way lies madness. Have a great Friday, and weekend. Ciao Bella!