The Avengers.

As you've probably deduced from my wonderfully creative title, I saw The Avengers yesterday. 

It was so good. For some reason, it seems like it's been forever since I've seen a good old action flick with no romantic subplot/random chick-flick moments in the middle. 

Not that there's anything wrong with romantic films, and other such tomfoolery. I've just not been in the mood for them. In the slightest. And then the Hunger Games decides to spring all that stuff on me when I least expect it. I'm sure you understand my grievances now, such that they are. 

Anyway. I digress. It was a good movie in its own right. A bit confusing, but hey, that's kind of what you get when you chuck in a bazillion guys with different superpowers into one movie. I expected it to be more in the flavour of Iron Man, but surprisingly, it played more like Thor, except better. It had the same kind of weird humour that me (and I think most other people) find absolutely hilarious. That was kind of the best thing about it, really. 

Oh, the other best thing, because I'm such a history nerd, and because I've been reading a lot about German history lately, was when Loki landed in Germany and attempted to subjugate the people. German people. Who I've just learned, really, really hate authoritarianism as a general rule. For obvious reasons. Good one, Loki.  

Here's the trailer (or a trailer) for those of you that have been living under the proverbial rock. 

What are you asking me to do?

Apart from that, not a whole lot going on except for this essay that I'm trying to smash out. Hopefully works out ok. 

Next movie to look forward to: Batman. Oh my. 

Word of the Day: Avengers

Deloittering about the city.

So I took an action-packed journey out to the city last night to have dinner with a few Deloitte friends.

And it was action-packed. Some guy got sick on the train, so we had to stop for about fifteen minutes. Pretty full-on stuff. Had to call an ambulance for him. Felt pretty bad for him, then felt kind of guilty because I started being slightly concerned about being late, then finally settled for feeling bad about both. Making it doubly bad. Or bad squared.

Anyway, I hope he's alright.

Dinner was good. Wish there could've been a few more people there. Not for the sake of having more people, but just because there were people that I wanted to catch up with that weren't there.

Not that I didn't want to catch up with the people that were there. And great people they were. And probably still are. In fact, we had such a good time, that three hours flew by like...a spaceship. On high speed. Or something.

Getting a Charmander plushie (all the way from Japan!) from Phuong last night was pretty much the highlight of this midsem break. Either I don't have very exciting breaks, or Charmander's just that awesome that he has the ability to change my psyche. For the sake of my pride, we'll go with the latter. Cheers Phuong!

(I'm still pretty excited about it).

There's the little fella. Isn't he just adorbs?

In other news, I finished the Huanger Hunger Games trilogy last night. Took me about a week all up.

If you think that's an amazing feat, try it for yourself. Really not that hard, and I'm a fairly slow, albeit dedicated, reader. There's a lot of space in between sentences, the font's big, and there's a lot of action that frankly, doesn't make much sense even when I read it carefully, so I just skim over it.

If I were to plot the books on a chart, the resultant curve would be a negative linear line. For those that are not mathematically inclined (like me), that means that they got progressively worse.

The first one was good. I loved the first one.

The second one was like, wow, you just spent half the book touring the country, and the other half going through the Hunger Games again. Except this time, in less detail, because you've already done it once.

Third one was pretty excruciating. Katniss spends half the time either insane or wallowing in a very deep well of self-pity and pain. I actually derived very little enjoyment from reading it, because the whole thing is just too much death and destruction raining down on one poor soul. The ending is also pretty bad. She tries to tie it all off in one chapter, which, to me, seems too cursory and casual.

Looking forward to the next movie though. Should be better than the book anyhow.

Probably a good idea to go sleep now.

Word of the Day: Charmander

The Huanger Games

Saw The Huanger Hunger Games last night. Was quite a good film. Solid acting, good plot, scarily believable.

It also made me a little bit sad afterwards. I don't know why.

Actually, I might have an inkling of an idea why. I think it was the random love story in the middle. Seemed so simple, straightforward and beautiful. Guy says something stupid, girl ends up liking him for making a goose of himself. End of story, and they both lived happily ever after.

I think it's the same kind of sad that I get when I listen to Taylor Swift. Who incidentally has a song that coincides with the film:



I now have a phobia of seeing films with love stories in them. Which, I figure, is pretty much every film. Urgh. Guess I'm never watching another movie ever again. Except maybe Avengers. That better not have a love sideplot to it. I don't think I'd be able to handle it. Tony Stark and Captain America or something. What the hell.

Word of the Day: Hunger