Starz
After watching Warfare a second time, and still enjoying it. Another film was requested, by Teresa (she hadn’t watched Warfare).
After much confusion we wound up trying MI3. Teresa promptly fell asleep. I wasn’t even watching it. And our guest, Patrick, regaled me with how much he dislikes J. J. Abrams, the director.
Since I wasn’t watching it, and had already had my fill of televisual thrills n’ entertainment, I very happily switched off.
In fairness to the film, this is hardly a review, really. It’s just a space-filling opportunity to say I’m totally uninterested. I could see and hear much gunfire, glass-breaking and explosions. But I simply wasn’t drawn in.
I couldn’t have cared less. So it’s off to bed, to continue reading The Price of Victory. Spend my precious time on something worthy of attention.