10,000 BC.
A visually beautiful movie that actually left me bored. I wanted to see it on the big screen for the special effects, but I was left uninspired, unmoved. I’m pretty good at suspending disbelief, but one of my biggest pet peeves about historical drama is – the denture white perfect teeth smile.
Honestly, I know I’d be just as standoffish about a gaping maw of rotten brown teeth on a leading man, but it would make more sense. I mean, dude has dreadlocks, sun-browned and toughened skin, fingers that are cracked and caked with mud and dried blood, he hunts woolly mammoths 12,000 years ago – and yet he looks like he just walked out of an Ortho office is a full on set of perfect dentures.
I don’t know how you’d be able to accomplish the film any other way, but somehow it still bothers me. I can’t help it.
Anywhoo, I got to hang with Admiral Fubar in the pouring rain to see the Cherry Blossoms on the waterfront. Then Matt for a movie and dinner. It was good to get out. I forget sometimes that even when I don’t want to go out – I really should.
It was a great Easter Sunday, wrapped up beautifully with a text greeting from Erisian – Happy Zombie Jebus Day!
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