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Thursday, December 7th, 2006It needs to be said that I haven’t been doing anywhere near enough work on here as I should be. The reasons for this are that my girlfriend has come over to the UK on holiday and I no longer have the time to update.
That said, I’m in the middle of lectures, in the library where I should be finishing my coursework essay on Whether or not Roosevelt’s New Deal was a success (it was) and maybe planning my final graduate dissertation on a thesis of my choosing (Why the First World War can be traced back to the Franco-Prussion war and; why it is therefore completely the fault of a war-hungry German state). Instead I’m here typing this shit when I should really just be revelling in how many hits we have thanks to the video that Louis and I recorded while I was in Malaysia some FOUR MONTHS AGO.
All the same…
Casino Royale was a humongous piece of shit and confirmed two of my suspicions:
1. That Daniel Craig as James Bond is about as believable as Kevin Federline as a rap star.
2. That if you woke up and the first thing you saw was Eva Green, you would probably die. She is so ugly I can’t believe she is a Bond girl.
The Prestige pwned. There was never any doubt, but it did. It’s well written, well acted and well directed. It also has the unholy triumvirate of Chris Nolan, Wolverine and Batman. You cannot top this.
Finally, since my lecture is about to begin, in case you still haven’t taken my advice that I’ve been throwing around ever since Snyder signed on to direct, you HAVE to see 300 when it hits in March. There’s actually if you are interested in cinema or ass-kicking at all absolutely no chance that you haven’t heard about the buzz the trailer is generating. I’m fairly certain you could be at a Dixie Chicks concert and shout Sparta and a baby still in the womb would know what you were talking about.
Peace.