Last night I took the back roads home from work, through the fields. It was a warm day and the air smelled like strawberries. THAT's what I'm talking about.
After a week of running around like a chicken, I am having a very lazy day at home. Shhhh. Don't tell. I am ignoring the state of the bathroom and drinking a homemade mocha. I feel like I am playing hooky.
I took a fairly long hiatus from watching movies and videos after my ten-DVD rental card ran out last time, but this week I have seen 3 movies, two in the theater and one on DVD. Here's the Suebobian scoop:
DaVinci Code It's hard to put a finger on, but it didn't hook me in. It felt...perfunctory. Like "We have to get from A to Z, so here we go..." The collapsed time frame (it takes place over a night and a day) that seemed almost plausible in the book felt labored in the movie. And I didn't buy Tom Hanks as the brainy professor. Two stars (out of five).
Syriana Huh? I know that there was a plot or five in there somewhere, but this movie was a tangled mess. I wanted to yell "Throw me a bone here! Let me in on the story!" but it was like a bunch of bits of movies all thrown together...Minus one star, because George Clooney made himself look unattractive, and Clooney looking hot would have been the only thing to redeem this.
The Devil Wears Prada Ok, it's kind of formulaic. Smart girl goes to the big city, where she doesn't fit in, and proves herself while struggling to maintain her integrity. I loved Meryl Streep as the Ice Queen Bitch Boss from Hell and the woman who plays Emily, her first assistant, is a great character. Anne Hathaway as the able assistant was appealing, like a young Audrey Hepburn. Funny, but not in a laugh-out-loud way. Three stars.
The Linkateria Weekend Edition: Antique Mommy meets the devil at the zoo, a woman gives birth in Wal-Mart, and why Nancy Grace needs to be fired.