To celebrate S's new job, we've been twice to the movies this week. Really, I think it is more of 'thanks for putting up with how miserable I've been' as he doesn't like going. Saw the Dark Knight which was two films jammed together and would have been better with cleaner lines. Stuffing stories together doesn't make it more complex, just longer and more annoying. But it was lovely seeing Heath Ledger ACT. And then we went to Hancock which I both loved and hated. Superheroes, immortality and amnesia. What more could a girl ask for? Well, an end to racism and sexism would be nice. Once, there was a mixed race couple but never on screen, and then the black man gets punished and is left alone at the end of the movie, while the blonde girl gets to a) be with someone she loves b) doesn't face any shit for LYING, and c) isn't expected to help save the world. WTF? She has superpowers, is in fact stronger than Hancock but while he's off fighting crime she gets to hold hands, eat ice cream and gossip. Bite me.
On the other hand, I know why S likes going to the movies with me. I get wound up and ranty. huh. Off to re-read my very short conclusion.