Pop Quiz!!!!
What do you get when you mix the following?:
- One sick baby vomiting in ludicrous quantities every half hour through the entire night
- Four loads of laundry running overdrive as there are no towels, sheets or baby clothes left in the entire house which are not covered in said ludicrous vomit
- Two exhausted and faintly vomit-smelling parents, including one would-be movie blogger, limping wearily through the next day on three hours of sleep
- One unbelievably serious, dry movie that is ALMOST THREE HOURS LONG
Give up? Here's the answer:
- You get eighteen minutes of us blearily watching as Japanese soldiers dig sand trenches before turning to one another and saying, "Didn't we also get The Simpsons Movie in the mail?"
Sorry, Clint Eastwood. I'm sure Letters from Iwo Jima is a bang-up film. We really had the best of intentions. But there was all the vomit. And the going to bed at 4am. And the hours and hours of laundry. Did I mention that for eighteen minutes all we watched was men digging trenches?
And last but certainly not least, I still smell a little bit like puke.
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