Misty eyed
I tried to go and see The Mist tonight but it was sold out. Instead I am sitting at home¹ with a copy of Shoot ‘Em Up² and a couple of tinnies. Apparently it’s like Wanted only with gorgeousness supplied in the form of the sizzingly hot Monica Belluci rather than that overrated, big lipped weirdo who was possibly attractive in Hackers but not so much after that.
Hopefully this will not only make up for the disappointment of not getting to see The Mist tonight but might also make up for suffering through Christopher “Clock my Best Original Screenplay Oscar for The Usual Suspects and did I mention that I’d never written anything before?” McQuarrie’s distressingly dull directorial debut “The Way Of the Gun” which was no small amount of pretentious and featured disturbingly little action for a film with that sort of title. Can hardly remember anything about the film apart from the last act which was okay.
¹ My flat more than my home. I still like to make that distinction even though I’m here more than I’m there.
² Which I got on the cheap from the local Co-op along with Snakes On A Plane, Deathproof and Harry Potter V. And enough Stella to sink a ship. Well, perhaps a trawler. Maybe a rowing boat. Okay, a coracle! If it was really small.
