Finally, I made it back to the movies

Been an absentee but it’s for good reason. I finally managed to have enough of a break between my two jobs to make it to the movies. In fact, I made it to a movie on Saturday and one on Sunday. It was a red letter weekend. Movie reviews below.

SPOILERS BELOW.

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Spiderman 2

I’d read some terrible reviews and wondered exactly what I was walking into. I liked it. In fact, I liked this one better than the last one. It’s lightyears better than Spiderman 3 when Tobey Maguire looked and acted like a goof. And the villains are better, too, than a stupid Venom and a poorly done Sandman. Yes, it has some cheesy moments. Jamie Foxx plays Electro for pure camp in several places and yes, Rhino is over the top. But the Rhino armor is way fucking cool, I don’t care what anyone says. There’s a lot going on but considering it is a 2.5 hour movie, there has to be enough to keep you engaged. I felt like it was something worth seeing. Now that we’re past retelling the same origin story over again, it’s getting better. Now we’re getting actual stories and not a rehash. And I was glad that they were ballsy enough to kill off Gwen. One of the complaints in the reviews I read was that the ending was too sad. I didn’t think so. They proved the point that we all knew anyway: dating Spiderman is not going to be a safe thing. Duh.

Godzilla

I went to a matinee showing on Sunday and it was only 2 rows away from being sold out. People kept piling in, many of them white trashers to a supreme degree. The row ahead of me consisted of grandma, grandpa, mom, dad, kids, aunts, uncles, cousins. I’m sure the ticket takers failed to find hillbillies saying, “Godzirra!” funny after the 50^th time. Some redneck behind me wanted to offer a running commentary on every preview. We saw one called Into the Storm and he goes, “That’ll be like that old Twister movie.” I facepalmed at that moment.

Anyhow, the movie was not what I expected but in a good way. I had low expectations that day—I just wanted to rest and sit in an air-conditioned theater. My Aunt Flo was in town last weekend and I couldn’t do physical, backbreaking labor without fear of birthing my own uterus. So Godzilla seemed to be a not bad way to kill a couple of hours and have much needed R&R. I like that he’s strangely a hero. Part of me was like, “Aww, maybe Godzilla could come live with me when I have more acreage.” LOL. Cranston’s wig was . . . oy vey. So bad. But the movie itself for being a summer popcorn action film is just fine. Don’t overthink it. Just go and enjoy the ride.