Description from IMDB: “When Tony Stark’s world is torn apart by a formidable terrorist called the Mandarin, he starts an odyssey of rebuilding and retribution.”
Mmmm…action. I love these kinds of movies. Slick special effects. Colorful characters. Stuff blowing up. What more does one need?
Iron Man 3 is much like its predecessors. This installment lands Tony Stark in the middle of a mess of problems. Apparently, he hasn’t been sleeping well since the whole ordeal with the Avengers. He’s off his game, working on a prototype suit that isn’t quite up to the usual par. Pepper doesn’t appreciate the two-story stuffed bunny rabbit he buys her. One of his previous female conquests shows up on his doorstep. Etc. etc. etc.
Side note: I would LOVE a two-story tall stuffed bunny rabbit. What would I do with it? Who knows!
Tony spends much of the movie trying to recover from the attack that costs him everything. He’s very resourceful, and he still has the air of entitlement, which is always amusing. His complete devotion to Pepper is very sweet, and, of course, he still kicks a whole bunch of ass.
I like it. Good times.
Iron Man 3 gets an A.
That’s right. My post title rhymes.
Today I have a video. Well, actually Anne Rice has a video. I especially enjoyed her assertion that there are no rules in writing. That made me like her even more than I did before. A lot of people who offer advice on writing seem to have these strict ideas in their heads about what writing should be. Don’t use adjectives or adverbs. Don’t do this or that. Bah. They can keep that mess.
While I was watching the video, I got sidetracked and needed to pause. I caught Anne looking surprised. If you jumped out of her closet and scared her, this is the face she would make.
Here’s the video.
Hey there! Yup, it’s a late in the week movie post. These are hectic times, my friends.
Description from IMDB: “A couple begin to experience some unusual activity after bringing their lost nieces and nephew home. With the help of home-surveillance cameras, they learn they’re being stalked by a nefarious demon.”
The husband and I weren’t sure how this ended up on the Netflix queue. He doesn’t remember adding it. I don’t remember adding it. Regardless, here we are.
I haven’t seen one of these movies in many years, so I kind of forgot what they were like, I guess. Most of the humor was old school. There were shades of Benny Hill and some Naked Gun. While cheesy as hell, it brought warm feelings to my heart.
The story was pretty scattered. They cover a lot of ground as far as the movies they parody. We’ve got some Paranormal Activity, Black Swan, Rise of the Planet of the Apes, Cabin in the Woods. The list goes on, so how could the movie not be at least a little scattered?
But then, one doesn’t really watch this kind of movie for the riveting story line.
Scary MoVie is pretty good. It gets a B.
I finally found a way to ease the agony of my hour-there-hour-back commute. A person can only listen to their personal music collection for so long before it becomes a little maddening.
Audiobooks. I can “read”, which makes the drive feel less like a waste of precious moments of life I’ll never get back. Boo yah.
I read the first Hunger Games book and with the movie coming out, I thought I’d better get to work on the second one. I’ve reached the conclusion that I like the concepts better than the actual books themselves. Does that make sense?
Katniss is not a very likable character when you get down to it. She’s kind of whiny and definitely wishy washy when it comes to picking a man. She has all the resolve of a wet noodle. I mean, come on, “girl on fire”. How many books does it take to pick a boyfriend? Plus, I swear she had the same epiphany like 3 times in book 2.
Her character in the first movie was better than it was in the book, probably because I didn’t have to suffer through the endless navel-gazing. Barf. I hope the same is true of this second movie.
I’m on Mockingjay now, the 3rd and final book. I’ll see how that goes. I hope she grows a backbone instead of just doing the tossing in the wind routine again.
Hey there! I’ve been terrible about blogging lately, haven’t I? I have a book I hope to finish by the end of the year, so the trend will likely continue. Work, work, work.
This weekend, we watched Lovelace.
Description from IMDB: “The story of Linda Lovelace, who is used and abused by the porn industry at the behest of her coercive husband, before taking control of her life.”
I think my husband was expecting another Boogie Nights. There are similar shades to this movie (how could there not be?), but that wasn’t really the vibe.
Lovelace was more about the abusive relationship with her boyfriend/husband. Basically, she meets this skeevy guy. He manipulates her into doing all sorts of things, keeps her on a really tight leash, intimidates her, etc. A lot of the story is very sad and difficult to watch.
It did keep my interest, however, as few movies like this do. There was a kind of suspense to it, I think. I wasn’t familiar with the real Linda’s life, so I had no idea what would happen to her. The stuff he subjects her to is just over the top nuts.
Lovelace is good. It gets an A.
I apologize for the shortness, my friends.
“Disgraced former Presidential guard Mike Banning finds himself trapped inside the White House in the wake of a terrorist attack; using his inside knowledge, Banning works with national security to rescue the President from his kidnappers.”
This movie is good but waaaaayyy predictable. Like seriously, this thing could have come out of a Hollywood factory. The characters were all run-of-the-mill. The action is good but the fight scenes are just as predictable as the plot line. Don’t get me wrong. It wasn’t a bad movie. If you have nothing else to do and you want to see some flying bullets and stuff blowing up, and general ass kicking, this would be a safe choice.
Olympus Has Fallen gets a C-.
I found this book on Goodreads and was struck by the similarity in the cover art to my book, Pestilence Rising. The subject matter and the colors are similar. I found it amusing.