Saturday 16th January
The wife went out drinking, leaving me home alone. I made good use of this free time, watching some films that I received for Xmas, or others had received for Xmas. First up was Star Trek, the remake by JJ Abrams. Hopes were high.
It was OK. And I mean OK, in the most average, forgettable sense of the term. The relationship of the characters was never really developed, and the way in the original series that McCoy was the devil on one of Kirk’s shoulders in opposition to Spock’s angel on the other. McCoy was forgotten about after about an hours running time, Spock was made out to be a bit of shithouse and the other characters were just shoddy photocopies of the old 60’s version. The special effects were nice (apart from the skydiving in space bit, yeah you heard), the little touches were well done (the red costumed away team member dying, as they always did) and it bodes reasonably well for a sequel now that the introductions are out of the way.
I tried to watch Terminator Salvation, or Terminator 4 as it should have been called. But my Blu Ray player decided that it needed an upgrade/update/life prolonging surgery but I’d had a few cans by now and arsing about with discs wasn’t my idea of fun. Blu Ray is truly the future.
Back to old school DVDs then, and I tried the long owned but never watched Big Lebowski, as I’d heard good things about it. It’s a cult classic, which I presume means it’s only watched by total cults. Switched off after half an hour.
After much wrestling with the Virgin Box (ooh-er missus) because ‘On Demand is unavailable at this time’, I watched episode one of Skins, series 3. I’d avoided Skins for a long time, thinking it was for arsey teens, and was therefore immature, childish and full of shoddy fart gags. It was. I loved it. Hopefully the rest of the series continues in the same vein.
Oh, and some cunt knocked my garden wall down, but more on that tomorrow.
