6.17.01

i saw Tomb Raider last night. it required a higher level of willing suspension of disbelief than the average movie, but if you gave into the whole video-game-fantasy-woman-turned-movie thing, it was kinda fun. sort of like indiana jones, only with boobs. and boy did she have them. they were actually distracting from the rest of the movie, which i suppose is the point. but man, if they were distracting to me (how do they get silicone to bounce like that in the slo-mo scenes?), i can’t imagine how a 16-year-old boy would be able to follow the plot at all. perhaps that’s why the dialogue was so painfully simplistic. returning to the indiana jones analogy – much better special effects and sets, and the stakes were a bit higher (they’re searching for an ancient relic that gives the owner the ability to control time), but the same general plot was there: good archaeologist races against the bad archaeologist to get the ancient relic. less focus on creepy-crawlies, more focus on guns strapped to thighs. high art it ain’t, but i rarely say no to a free movie ticket, and a good time was had by all.