My word, it was a film with Liam Neeson and ninjas - what more could you want? I actually thought that Cristian Bale did a really good job (as an actor, he wasn't obviously acting - he was just having natural conversations with people. It's nice to get away from that whole Calculon School of Acting that we see so much of these days). And Alfred was fantastic. So was Dr Crane.
I did have some critisisms of the film, but they are largely just opinion rather than actual flaws. I felt the film dragged a little because of a few very long drawn out car chases, and a few long uninteresting fight scenes (where people basically just punched eachother, and didn't do anything flashy to break up the monotony a bit). And, you know, these things are fine if that's what you like.
And for the love of god, will someone give Katie Holmes a bra and a sweater? I mean, I'm all for a little perky nipple action, but in every scene?! The poor girl must have been freezing.
And as I said before, Liam Neeson. He did a fantastic job, in my opinion. Morgan Freeman, too. It was refreshing to see big name actors not hammed up and stealing the spotlight.
A good film, all in all, for a bit of fun. Not too cheesey, but didn't take itself too seriously either.
My latest get rich quick scheme. There's a guy I train with on saturday who was telling me how he was planning on funding his trip to Japan; Mills & Boon. Apparently their acceptance rate of trashy, 45-50K word novels is something like 1 in 20, and if you get accepted you are paid 11,000 juicy English Pounds. Pounds! Having done NaNoWriMo, I know that I can pump out 50K words of trash a month while also working full time of the PhD (hell, I have two trashy 50K manuscripts ready to go right now). If I want to make it any good, probably six to eight weeks. If I get accepted, the first cheque would be enough to pay off my rather large HECS debt all by itself, or a pleasant round the world trip.
And, having read a whole bunch of romance trash in my time, including those awful Mills and Boon 45-50K sorts, I know what level of shocking writing is published. I know I'll have a chance. I am totally going to go for it. Sell my soul to the romance-trash industry? Sure. Feel bad about basically prostituting my creative mind to said industry? To be honest, that's how I feel about writing con games some of the time, so I've gotten used to it.