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Kung Fu Panda
Jun. 8th, 2008 08:32 amFrom a review on Rotten Tomatoes that compares Kung Fu Panda with You Don't Mess With The Zohan:
Given caption: "Can't I hang out with the Ninja Turtles instead?"
I am hoping to go see this film later today, it really does look amusing. Please give me a theater where the screaming/noisy kid ratio is LOW TO NIL... please. I am going to soak up some good air-conditioned air and to enjoy a film that got an 86% fresh rating.
(Edit 2: Oh. And of course Adam Sandler's new movie is going to be juvenile... C'mon people, it is what he's known for. A rebuttal comment to the reviewer's bit about You Don't Mess with the Zohan being juvenile.)
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ginmar, while she awaits her magazine, to see that the L.A. Film School is advertising with Zombies!
In other news: Yesterday was so frikkin HOT! Ended up passing on the CT Trails Day events in anticipation of the heat, and went down to Mystic instead. Hoping to get some sea breezes, which did occur for most of the afternoon, but there was this REALLY FRIKKIN HOT hour or so where I thought I would DIE. Well. Maybe not die, maybe just burst into flames, screaming, while running down the street to get to the water. The little air conditioned shops were like little cool puddles of sparkly goodness. Ate some really good food (thank you CoB, for letting me steal your scallops) at S&P Oyster Club and, after walking around some more to digest in the nice - now cooled - air, got some rockin' ice cream and watched the draw bridge go up. CoB may have already posted some cool images from this. Oh! Look - he did! And. Even though I could've sworn that I'd slathered on enough sun screen, we both got a little burnt around the edges. I got the shoulders, next to my cap sleeves, and the v-neck area pretty good even though now only the shoulders are showing the burn.
(Edit: On the drive home, we saw the most spectacular display of heat lightning. Which, when we were almost home, turned into a terrific rain storm that turned visibility down to almost nil just as I was getting off a tricky exit.
On the drive down, things were just as lively.
Just out of Hartford on Route 2 (known as the two lane highway of death, locally) I smartly avoided some metal pieces and a WHOLE, BLUE WHEELBARROW fall off the back of a truck, setting sparks up on the road like fireworks as it slowly dragged off its momentum. Internal monologue was first: What's that dragging metal noise? Then: Oh shit! *avoiding hitting debris and other cars as we all react to situation*
A little further down the road: Why did the person in front of me just swerve? Oh shit! *swerves around recently killed deer's carcass in the middle of the lane*
Oh. Note the tags. The entertainment part of the post is obviously separate from the discussion of the movie above. Heh.
Off to get ready to meet dear friend S. for brunch. Starting to feel the, somewhat pleasant, buildup of anticipation for work tomorrow.)
Given caption: "Can't I hang out with the Ninja Turtles instead?"
I am hoping to go see this film later today, it really does look amusing. Please give me a theater where the screaming/noisy kid ratio is LOW TO NIL... please. I am going to soak up some good air-conditioned air and to enjoy a film that got an 86% fresh rating.
(Edit 2: Oh. And of course Adam Sandler's new movie is going to be juvenile... C'mon people, it is what he's known for. A rebuttal comment to the reviewer's bit about You Don't Mess with the Zohan being juvenile.)
And I thought it would amuse
ginmar, while she awaits her magazine, to see that the L.A. Film School is advertising with Zombies!In other news: Yesterday was so frikkin HOT! Ended up passing on the CT Trails Day events in anticipation of the heat, and went down to Mystic instead. Hoping to get some sea breezes, which did occur for most of the afternoon, but there was this REALLY FRIKKIN HOT hour or so where I thought I would DIE. Well. Maybe not die, maybe just burst into flames, screaming, while running down the street to get to the water. The little air conditioned shops were like little cool puddles of sparkly goodness. Ate some really good food (thank you CoB, for letting me steal your scallops) at S&P Oyster Club and, after walking around some more to digest in the nice - now cooled - air, got some rockin' ice cream and watched the draw bridge go up. CoB may have already posted some cool images from this. Oh! Look - he did! And. Even though I could've sworn that I'd slathered on enough sun screen, we both got a little burnt around the edges. I got the shoulders, next to my cap sleeves, and the v-neck area pretty good even though now only the shoulders are showing the burn.
(Edit: On the drive home, we saw the most spectacular display of heat lightning. Which, when we were almost home, turned into a terrific rain storm that turned visibility down to almost nil just as I was getting off a tricky exit.
On the drive down, things were just as lively.
Just out of Hartford on Route 2 (known as the two lane highway of death, locally) I smartly avoided some metal pieces and a WHOLE, BLUE WHEELBARROW fall off the back of a truck, setting sparks up on the road like fireworks as it slowly dragged off its momentum. Internal monologue was first: What's that dragging metal noise? Then: Oh shit! *avoiding hitting debris and other cars as we all react to situation*
A little further down the road: Why did the person in front of me just swerve? Oh shit! *swerves around recently killed deer's carcass in the middle of the lane*
Oh. Note the tags. The entertainment part of the post is obviously separate from the discussion of the movie above. Heh.
Off to get ready to meet dear friend S. for brunch. Starting to feel the, somewhat pleasant, buildup of anticipation for work tomorrow.)
