Deformed skulls and counting cards.

I find myself increasingly less and less tolerable with a theatre crowd. So I haven't really enjoyed the summer blockbusters without some assholes lurking in the dark theatre. So I am for the passage of a law that will establish cinema/theatre ethics. A legislation that is based on common sense, with utmost regard for respect of the other and mere delicadeza. It would penalize those whose cellphones ring to the tune like FUCK YOU MY PHONE IS RINGING AND I DON'T GIVE A SHIT in the middle of an important conversation in the movie knocking your concentration off or those who can't seem to shut their sorry vile-stuffed mouths from tendering their own analysis of the movies or the stars in it or those whose knees are kept pounded by an imaginary reflex hammer because they constantly kick the chairs in front of them. The penalty would be simple (and depending on the gravity of the offense): the perpetrator of assholeness owes the aggrieved party one year to a lifetime free movie tickets to the theatre of the aggrieved party's choice or be subjected to A-Clockwork-Orange-type of viewing/conditioning.

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After watching 21 last night, I passed by a local hotel here while aboard on a jeep and saw a huge tarp with the super-imposed face of Bayani Fernando and 2 seconds after I saw him coming out of the main door. Anyway…

It's typical, but think I enjoyed 21 better than Indy 4. Jeff Ma, the real Ben Campbell, does not resemble the actor Jim Sturgess, which points again to the stereotype that geeks can't be fuckable-looking. Jim, who's British and who debuted in Across the Universe, looks like a famished young Paul McCartney.

21 is just okay. I lost track of the techniques because the couple behind kept shitting about the movie. 21 needs more to dazzle though. Something that would jump off the page, right? Life experience, anyone? The sex was not hot too. Meanwhile, the good thing about Indy 4 is Cate Blanchett, who plays a Russian dominatrix. Cate can play anything, as Oscar host Jon Stewart said. I can't believe they survived the falls and I knew the moment I saw the deformed skull that there was something fishy, E.T.-fishy.

Iron Man kicked ass though. I mean, Mr. Downey did some major ass-kickin. I bet the robotically geeky had a major hard on with that one. Also, notice how Gwyneth maintains her poise and elegance as she runs while everything is exploding behind her like she's walking the red carpet. Speed Racer was fun too but structurally flawed. It was eye-candy which basically is the main ingredient for a family popcorn movie. Street Kings is violent enough but lacks the grit of Training Day. David Ayer keeps on repeating the same themes, he need some major re-tracking.

I'm now rooting for Kung Fu Panda and The Dark Knight. Every time the DK trailer is on, my heart pounds like a sledgehammer. The cast is so big time and Maggie Gylenhaal! I'm looking at a post-mortem nod for Heath, he's so disturbing. Here's to the caper!