Sunday we watched the Super Bowl and ate until we threw up. No, I was not enamored with any particular Super Bowl ads, and, no... I don't like the Black Eyed Peas in general, or Christina Aguilera, so I see no reason to bag on them in particular now when enough people like them that they got hired to do the Super Bowl (even if both performances were sort of disastrous).
As per the actual game, I used to be a big Green Bay fan, but slacked off my viewing the past... 8 years or so. So, yes, I cheered for them and was pleased they won.
On Monday night, Jamie and I went to a screening of Close Encounters of the Third Kind, a seminal movie for sci-fi nerds, film score dorks, Dreyfus goons and Devil's Tower and mashed potato enthusiasts.
If you've never seen Close Encounters of the Third Kind, its Spielberg's wish-fulfillment movie about an unlikely way to get out of a dead-end marriage without involving Kate Capshaw. Wait, that is not what its about at all.*
Its about "Ohmigodlook. UFOs!"
The movie has a killer score and is just a lovely, optimistic film that makes you wonder: What happened between this and Hook, Steven? I do think the movie might be a smidge dated at this point in structure, audio design, etc... but that's okay. The story itself is compelling enough and detailed enough that its still a good watch.
So, anyway. No real review. No real post. Thanks to SimonUK for coming out for the show!
*Because the most fantastical idea is that Teri Garr circa 1977 would be someone I'd want to escape.