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The Fantastic Four Movie.

Eric Burns has done a bit of a review on it; for my part, it's so clearly going to be a DVD special for me.  Don't get me wrong; I'm doing the Happy Moe Dance that we're finally getting at least some superhero movies that don't, well, suck, and I understand that F4 is one of them.

But, I mean.  Come on.  The Incredibles.  The Incredibles. I could feel that movie consume any urge that I had to see F4 in theaters; there's no way that the latter could beat out the former.  Hell, the only way that The Incredibles could've been better is if it had Samuel Mother[bleep]ing Jackson in it... wait a second.  It did have Samuel Mother[bleep]ing Jackson in it.  And he was Teh Bomb.

Just saying, that's all.

A tale of two movies.

One watched in the theater (Batman Begins) and one watched on DVD (Captain Blood); these were our rewards for putting up screens and dropping off items at the Goodwill and cleaning up and whatnot.  Impressions below the fold.

And while we're on the subject...

...of - umm, whatever can accomodate the last post and this one - why in hell didn't they give the writing gig for the first trilogy to the person writing this?  He/she's almost manages to make Lucas'* vision look like not-crap.

That's pure gold, boychik.

A ongoing reminder.

George Lucas is dead to me.

That is all.

-Moe