13th April 2002, 23:57.
I made a terrible, terrible mistake today. But more on that later.
I actually had a really nice day, see, the sun was shining, the birds were –
presumably – singing (there don’t seem to be that many around here – possibly
related to the number of cats). Anyway, so, Jas was off elsewhere and rather
than mope around the house we all piled into the Mog and troddled down to
Weston Super Mare, in a kind of traditional 50’s day out. Well, okay, not
entirely traditional.
I mean, polyamourous lesbian groups probably weren’t a big feature of the
50’s. Or maybe they were…. ;-)
Anyway, so we just spent a cheery day wandering around Weston, which was,
well, nice. I’m sorry to use that terrible word, but it was.
Yes.
Today, also, was my Dad’s birthday. I hope that we’ve got some good news for
him in a few weeks time. I’m not going to say anymore for the time being –
because the only way I’m coping is to only think about things in very small
doses, and only when I’m ready to do so.
So, on to this terrible mistake. I did something very, very stupid. I watched
“The Hollow Man”. Now this film
started badly, I mean, I’ve got a degree in Biochemistry, okay it’s a crap
degree, but it’s still a degree. And within the first, I dunno, minute? two
minutes? I was thinking “oh dear”.
But you really didn’t need a degree to see how bad it was at
portraying the sciency stuff. The errors were so fundamental it was…garrragh.
It was just terrible. The characters were all idiots. The plot had more holes
in than a sieve. God. Argh.
I can’t believe that a film so bad exists. I…I…I’m just
lost for words trying to get across to you how absolutely dire this film was.
Godess. It just defies description.
Imagine if….no. No, that’s not bad enough. Imagine if Ford made films,
okay? And had them directed by a, a, erm, slug? Yes. And the script was
generated by sticking random phrases together from, err, badly translated
russian motorcycle manuals. And it was shot on, hrm, VHS. And then copied 8
times. Yes. That would be about as much fun to watch as “The Hollow Man”. Yes,
the special effects were pretty. I mean, some of them were frankly beautiful –
assuming you’re into human anatomy.
But the plot. Oh god. The story…the characters. The only saving
grace was that I didn’t actually pay, except in the amount of my life I’ve
wasted, to watch this. God, imagine if I’d paid at the cinema….
—
Kate E
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