Everyone’s a movie critic, and I’m no exception. I have two beloved family members in “The Industry”, and when I’m around them I try to be a least a little discreet in my comments so I don’t look like a total dweeb. Or not.
(Then there’s our own bloggin’ bro, Mitch Teemley! Go check out his site, and watch for his wonderfully reviewed upcoming movie next year!! GO, MITCH!!)
Anyway, my movie prowess is not, how would you say, sophisticated. I cried at Bambie and Jungle Book…in college…even though I had seen them before and knew the story line. I’m okay with reversal of fortune, but still need that contrived, oh-there-you-are-again-how-did-that-happen Hallmark thing. And above all I have to have a happily-ever-after ending. I mean, I might even allow the glass slipper to have a few smudges and scratches and cracks, but it still basically fits her foot as they dance their way into the castle, roll credits. Continue reading “Adam vs. Zeus”