Long day. Dad called early and woke me up asking if I could find him an earlier flight home. I gave this off to Karen. No dice for Dad. Last minute flights on Memorial Day are just a fantasy.
Yes, I saw Indiana Jones and The Kingdom of the Crystal Skull today with The Higgi Clan, Mr & Mrs Johnny B, Timmy, Karen, and Adrian. If you’re looking for nostalgia, you’ve got it. If you’re looking for fun, you’ve got it. If you’re looking for action and adventure: you’ve got it in spades. If you’re looking for the vicarious thrill of seeing Indy again after all these years, you’ve hit the jackpot. It’s all good except for, surprisingly, Cate Blanchett who uses an accent that made me wonder where Boris, Rocky, and Bullwinkle were. There’s a nice little Area 51 bit, a tip of the hat to the coming nuclear age. There’s a ton crammed into this movie. And it’s all good. Oh, and be prepared for the really stupid ending. Really Stupid. Apparently, Mr. Spielberg decided to splice in a bit of Close Encounters. Ugh. Still 4 out 5 stars for sure. Highly recommended. And the music remains as catchy as ever. Running time about 2h 17mins.
Useless trivia from EW magazine: the forest is all CGI. None of it’s real. Really. How cool is that. But the film was very cgi-lite until the end and that was good. I was afraid I’d hate Shia LaBeouf, but he was good in the role.
This was followed by lunch with all of the above (except Karen) and adding the Berner Clan and Erin for a total of 13 for lunch at Cracker Barrel. Lunch was good. Okay, it was average, but we had fun and that WAS good. Afterwards some of us went off to Pines Ice Arena to watch Shane’s first experience on-ice wearing full gear. Cute kid. He and Erin were having a blast.
Afterwards, I came home, dropped kitty litter (80 pounds) and food (20 pounds) off at work, then came home and had an explosive reaction to lunch. So much for that. I think I’m in for tonight and certainly done eating.
I’ve mentioned to many of you (and in my website ) one of my favourite performers of all-time: John Charles. Well, his agent has a flash video with a few clips of his. By no means complete and doesn’t even show him at his best. But take a peek at this two-minute clip.
I have often commented on the worst food in London (the infamous Aberdeen Steakhouse chain) and now there’s an article on it from the stalwart London Times. Maury sent me this URL — she’s in London right now visiting friends.