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Mark of the Z

So I saw the new Zorro movie about a week ago. The last Zorro movie had sword fights and derring-do. Those who know me should know that I like to swash a few buckles every now and then, so you should understand the appeal the movie held for me. One could argue that, in many ways, that was a movie made with someone of my sensibilities in mind.

The sequel, well, it wasn't bad per se, but I was no longer the movie's target demographic. There were swords in this movie, oh yes, but no one was actually ever slashed or stabbed with them. While I'm not an expert on fencing, I'm pretty sure that's missing the... well, the point of swords. Also, this movie had a child. While I clearly find children at turns cute, adorable and endearing, I'm not such a huge fan of them interrupting my swashbuckling romps, particularly when they outsmart Zorro, the character who the movie is named for.

It's not that I'm criticizing the movie; it's just that it wasn't really for me. It was for young boys and the parents of those boys. Unfortunately, I don't really think it's going to appeal to either of those groups, either. Oh well. Both sides still have the Princess Bride, and who needs anything more?

(What, did you expect me to talk about something else today?)

Comments (11)

Brian:

ACTUALLY YES!

gus:

get's ready to slash the movie when he notices Brian's post...

Actually yes come on stop the inevitable and share what you know can't be hidden after all we have you videotaped :)

The Last Oni:

He should stick with being a vampire or Che Guevara. *nods*

Jason:

Would it help to clarify things if I said that her middle name is Rose and her eyes are half way between blue and grey? Aaron, at the very least, should understand.

For the rest of you: Things went well. We agreed to have a second date, and that turned out to be the day after the first date. Further dates are, at this point, a foregone conclusion.

I don't want to say more, though, as now it feels like talking about her behind her back, which just isn't nice.

Deb:

Woohoo!!!

Finally a hint of juiciness.

And I don't think it's weird for you to date a 21 year old...at least she's old enough to drink!

Although me being 27, I don't think I'd date a 21 year old (too immature!!) heck guys my age are immature! Maybe it's a good age for you? I don't know. More details please!

gus:

then all we can do is ask her to post in this blog :)

Deb:

I just realized that now that you are dating someone, my chances with you are over!

Jason:

Tell you what, Deb: you break up with yours, I'll break up with mine. ^_-

Deb:

Done! (Actually it's been done since August!)

Aaron:

Excellent.

Jason:

Deb - Really? Damn; sorry to hear that. I need to check in with you more often...

Aaron - Yes indeed.

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