Martin Scorsese’s epic LARP

Now this is what netbooks are for.  Brogging from within a Caribou Coffee, amongst the throngs of other look-at-me secret people watchers all brandishing their own laptops and book selections, hoping that other people are glancing at them out of the corners of their eyes.  Since the prospective chance that the book I brought is more entertaining then the internet, I’ll keep it short this morning, since I am on a ticking clock until Jen’s hair is done.

Martin Scorsese’s Shutter Island thoughts, in ten seconds:

Marty’s made a lot of great flicks, but at this point, I think he’s getting a little too much undue praise for Shutter Island for no other reason than his name being attached to it.  I think Jen said it best when we were discussing it on the way home afterward – It’s a beautiful flick, well acted, I think Michelle Williams and Emily Mortimer were very pretty in that retro-ey way, it was well shot, fit the atmosphere well, but the story left a ton to be desired.  It doesn’t matter how much you polish a turd, because it’s still a turd.  A stinking, festering, odoriffic turd.

The movie was way too predictable, and I haven’t read the book.  After the movie adaptation, I have no desire to read the book.

In short, it wasn’t a horrible flick, a less horrible LARP, but it certainly wasn’t worth the $10.25 it cost to go see it.  In fact, I wasn’t supposed to watch it; if all had gone to plan, I would’ve seen The Crazies instead.

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