I hope everyone had a fun and safe 4th of July weekend. I would say mine was memorable… but, well… let’s just say I’ll share that story when you’re older.
I have to admit that I’m feeling slight pains of geek-guilt for not yet having seen Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines. Word of mouth has been very strong. And it’s first place $44 million dollar at the box office this weekend was a bit of a surprise to me.
I think part of the apprehension stems directly from what the strip addresses – while at first glance, this year has been a bumper crop movie-wise for the fanboys, the results have been lackluster. I don’t need another nail in the coffin of one of my favorite franchise anti-heroes.
But now that notices are coming back positive, I feel a little guilty for not having more faith. Hopefully I can reverse the situation and check things out tonight. If that’s the case, I’ll let you know my thoughts.
I think I’ll leave it at that. I guess I’m not feeling super talkative for a Monday. Maybe later.
The reason I come to you is because I've lost my faith! There has never been a summer movie season that catered to sci-fi and comic book geeks like this one. Yet movies like The Hulk and The Matrix Reloaded continue to disappoint.
I failed to see Terminator 3 on opening weekend because I feared my heart could not take another half-baked retread. But I've been reading good reviews. Should I set my fears aside and place my trust in the hands of movie producers again?
Hey, kid. I'm sorry you're having problems, but quit using my garden trellis as a confessional before I hose you down and call the cops.