Admittedly it was a bit noisy while I was trying to watch the film, but my basic assessment is the movie stunk. Despereaux ain't no Reepicheep...heck, he isn't even Stuart Little. My boys say the movie wasn't quite like the book, which I'm glad to hear because the movie was a total snoozer. It's a film I will do my best to never watch again. I wish I could have the 90 minutes back.
There was one redeeming quality of the movie however. So stellar was a particular feature of many characters that it might well be the greatest movie ever made...in one category. Can you guess what category that is?
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Such magnificent chin beards!
Knowing the affinity a certain blogist has for whiskerology (the study of various whisker patterns throughout the centuries, with a special emphasis of those centered on the jaw), I am going to guess . . . CHIN BEARDS. If I have won the prize, please grant me the honor of having one drawn on my picture!
Speaking of horrifying movies. Last night, after the wonderful concert, we watched "The Boy in the Striped Pajamas." Here is my flix review:
“The Boy in the Striped Pajamas” Plenty of incredible acting from unknowns, depicting the Unforgettable War that tells the depressing Truth… hatred from a depraved mankind gone mad! Of all the Holocaust movies I have seen, the horrifying reality graphically but tactfully depicted in this movie, was most intense because it dealt with the lives of 2 precious innocent children. As the upper-class German officer, promoted to commander of one on the many Nazi death camps near the Polish border, the family is moved to a secluded heavily guarded forest compound near the death camp. The naïve` 8-year-old son of the Nazi commander, little Bruno, strikes out exploring his new surroundings and comes face to face at the death camp’s electrified fence. This is where he meets his new strange looking, bald headed young friend, Shmuel. His first question became the compelling theme of the movie, “why was everyone was dressed in striped pajamas?” On one side of the fence, sat the Commander’s beautiful palatial home, filled with lavish foods, and suffering servants, on the other side of the electric fence revealed sickness, disease, starvation and death. As the boys estranged friendship grows, Brono searches for the truth. His father, convinced that “Jews are not even real people,” tells the young boy horrible things about the Jewish people. Conversely, Brono’s protective, caring and loving mother sees TRUTH emerge, as the sights and smells burst forth from the smoke stacks that are continually burning the bodies of the dead, innocent Jewish hostages. The curiously brave Brono explores all the adult attitudes, trying to piece together what is actually going on in his house as well as just beyond his own backyard walls. So he decides that if he becomes a prisoner in striped pajamas, he can discover his own truth.. “Could there be good Jews and what constitutes a good man?” It’s not an easy movie to watch, very depressing and emotionally draining. Yet as a nation, now complacent on moral and family values, embracing the idea of compromise with our enemies on every level, turning our backs on truth, ignoring the brutality of sin sick mankind, this is a most timely and important movie for all… but not for little eyes.
Hilarious.
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