And hey, am I the coolest dad in the world or what? My 13 year old son has never been to a concert before, so I got tickets for him and my wife to see American Idols Live in the front fricken row. Actually that's where they are tonight... which is why I have time to do nothing.
Then there was that scene ripped-off from Blade Runner where Steve Buscemi tells Scarlett Johansson that her memories are implants or something to that effect. Wasn't Buscemi's character a janitor or something? How the hell would he know such things?
Two completely different films, the first half and the second. The first was well made, intriguing and entertaining with some fun ideas. The second was a car chase crapfest.
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