Alice hates ...

I've just returned from the theater. Just, you know, FYI, if you were expecting Beowulf to be cool, prepare for disappointment. Then again, if you are like me, and went expecting Angelina Jolie boobies, expect to be pleasantly amused. It's a nice set, but it's also CGI knockers. The ol' bait and switch. There's also gender equality in the nudity, with plenty of Beowulf nakedness too.

I decided I hated it about ... 15 minutes into it, with the line that everyone's heard by now: "I am Beowulf! I am here to kill your monster." My first thought, after that, was: "I am Beowulf! I am here to wax your floors." Now, I can't really explain why my mind first goes to floor wax, but there you go. I figure if you announce your presence with that kind of conviction, you'll have success at whatever you do.

If you go, here's the best things to watch for:
-John Malkovich beating a cripple
-Golden boobies
-Learning what a bed warmer is, and why you should want one
-Watching what is definetly the Queen from Shrek being reanimated in another movie.

That's all I've got.

I'm making cocoa, and right now, deciding if I should go to bed, stay up for some homework, or collect some more Pokemons.

I'm thinking I need to catch them all.

-A