Sunday, August 28

Soured.

I wanted to write a detailed review of The Island, but right now I'm typing on my backup keyboard. I spilt water on the other keyboard and it's out of comission, every few times I hit the shift key when I was using it my computer would go into sleep mode, which was really annoying when I'm trying to talk to people online. So I'm typing slowly on trusty waterproof, roll-up and bring with you keyboard that's all squishy and impervious to any dastardly liquids, hot or cold, but it makes me type slower.

The Island is a fair movie. I had no concept of what the movie would be, not even seeing trailers, as I don't watch the telly. At first it appeared to be a grim 1984 Orwellian mix with a sly spin on people themselves as "products". Instead of an action movie, I wish they had stuck to the beginning 10-20 minutes of the movie and kept that feeling for the entire movie. It would of kept the eerie & creepy factor at high. Oh well. Perhaps a 7 for the idea, but a 6 for the execution and production.

Anyway time to go back to bed. So sour.
Allen bravo foxtrot (26)

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