9 out of 10 monkeys believe they are not behind glass

Anyone that knows me, knows that I love movies. I am sure there is some deep profound psychological secret there, but I am not one to pry into my own subconscious.

After all, I can be introspective later. When I am having a midlife crises or some shit like that. And then I can use it as an excuse the buy a sports car and get some doll hair or whatever. But anyways, I really like movies.

I hope I am able to translate my love of movies to at least one of kids. I know it is selfish of a parent to want their kids to love the same stuff they do, but I hope that at least one of my kids is able to share it with me. I hope that I can show them all the great movies I loved growing up and that at some level, they will appreciate them just as much as I did.

So of course, being a dad now, I want a movie buddy.

And I can’t wait to show Star Wars (the original trilogy)… and Indiana Jones… and Star Trek (even the crappy ones)… and the list just goes on and on and on. I want to see the looks in their eyes when Vader reveals his secret to Luke, and when Indy fights the Turbans in the Market, and when the Whales crest in the San Francisco bay. So many moments that I never really shared with anyone as a kid, I could have the chance to share by proxy with my kids.

I hope. Perhaps it is a foolish thing to want, but I am hoping there is some glimmer of it in their faces. Something that says “This is awesome”.

Seeing this standard trailer, I really want to see how the 3D is going to work.

Just saw zach and miri make a porno and oh my god… It was hilarious.

I laughed hard enough to cry twice.

Totally going to end up in my dvd collection.

As I get older, while watching movies, I realize two things:

1. I can no longer drink a diet coke and expect to make it through a 2.5 hour long movie.
2. Characterization is far more important than action.

While watching the Dark Knight, both realizations hit me roughly at the same time. And while my bladder was on the verge of detonating in my gut, I realized just how much better the Dark Knights was than it’s predecessor.

It was not anywhere near as frantic in pace (which kept Batman Begins clipping along and enjoyable), and that is not a bad thing! The slower feel to the overall picture delivers a stand-up punch for the characterization. It gives a sense of delivery and growth to all the characters.

And Joker.

That was an awesome interpretation. Not manic, and not crazy. Just a little bit of both. That edge that gives gravitas to the entire interpretation of madness versus genius.

Remember, in the comics, Joker was a smart guy. Just not a thug with a smile. And the force of nature aspect of his “being” really drives this film.

Stellar. Smart. And Real.

I liked it. But of course I would. I am a total nerd.

It was different, it was new. It pushed the boundaries of what “Indy” is. I think that is why I liked it so much.

And that is exactly why my wife did not like it. She was expecting another religious romp, not a scifi experience.

It was a tad hokey here and there. And some of the fight/chase scenes were a bit long, but compared to the other Indy movies, nothing was too far out of whack.

So did I like it? Yes.

Will I buy it on DVD? Yes.

Best movie of the summer? No.

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That would still be Iron Man.