i hate bad movies

One thing I've noticed about this split schedule is that I've become very protective of my time off. Law school is managable, and I'm enjoying it quite a bit, but I do not suffer disruptions to my time with my husband lightly. I don't get to see him as often as I'd like, and as a result I do not want to waste the time I do have with him.

Which brings me to Face/Off. Wanting a quiet weekend at home, on Saturday night we stayed in to watch a movie.

First, you should know that we rarely stop a movie in mid-showing. I even sat all the way through Final Fantasy: The Spirits Within which should tell you something.

However, as Face/Off plodded on, the extrodinarily dubious plot only marginally saved by the skill of Nicolas Cage and, I suppose, John Travolta, I found myself growing more and more resentful of the film. The plot became clear extremely early on, and in case we didn't get it, Travolta kept on doing those creepy "I'm wiping your face off with my hand" gestures to his wife and kid. (Eww.) And did they really have to name the two bad guy brothers Castor and Pollux, and in case anybody still didn't get it, give them the last name Troy? The whole movie, as much as I was able to stand, felt like a soppy love letter to a pretentious first-year film student. (Look! The colors get darker when a character is unhappy! Castor Troy is happy now, so the background is white!)

Finally, after about an hour, we stopped the DVD. We were bored, and I was resentful of the time that had been eaten up.

It's not like I don't like a good action flick, either. But the whole point of thrillers is that they are supposed to be a little thrilling, right?