It has been beyond ages since I’ve done a blog. There have been several reasons for this. The first – abject laziness – is probably the most compelling. But also, as the children get older, it seems less kind to write about their foibles.
All tiny children are absolute dickheads. That goes without saying. Reporting on their tantrums and idiosyncrasies is absolutely fair game in order to stay sane. But as they get older, it’s not quite the same somehow.
So I have been pondering what to do with the blog. I could let it slide, then make the choice whether to pay £30 a year for a monument to old writing, or to let it disappear off the web entirely. (No, I will not be allowing a public vote on this.)
I could repurpose and repackage it, but if I was going to do that, I probably ought to relaunch properly with a new domain name, and frankly, I can’t be arsed (see reason one: abject laziness).
I haven’t 100% decided what I’m going to do yet, but in the meantime, TheBloke (TM) and I have decided to complete a 100 movie challenge. I got him a scratch-off poster of the 100 greatest movies of all times for Christmas, and we are taking it very, very seriously.
We have only scratched off the ones we have both already seen (27 at first count).
Since purchasing the poster, we have seen two more movies, which I shall attempt to review.
I have never been a massive fan of Charlie Chaplin, mostly because the humour is mainly slapstick, and I prefer witty wordplay, which is hard to come by in a silent movie.
However, this was only an hour and a half long, and it was entertaining enough. Stand out moments included the very lax handling of raw poultry, and an amnesiac millionaire.
Raiders of the Lost Ark
I may possibly have seen this movie as a child, but as I couldn’t be sure, we couldn’t scratch it off.
This was a genuinely dreadful film about a man wearing a hat who tortures snakes by burning them alive.
The man was trying to find a historic relic. For reasons – very poorly explained – so were the Nazis. I think it was so we could have a stock baddy. Everyone knows the Nazis are baddies. Particularly in archaeology circles.
The entire movie was basically one long action sequence where the male lead kills pretty much everyone in sight, usually without good reason, and the female lead is forced to change into a succession of white dresses also for no good reason. The dresses are then ripped suggestively. Obviously.
Additionally, little is made of the protagonist – a Dr Indiana Jones -potentially committing a very serious sexual offence on a woman who proclaims, “I was a child”.
In short – the movie is about a paedophilic animal torturer who doesn’t get his comeuppance. And Nazis.