Haiku Movie Review!
For those who don't know (and where have you been, anyway?) Scott and I go see the Best Picture Oscar nominees. Not a really big explanation needed here, to be honest. And because I'm fascinated by haiku, I write a terrible poem about the movie. The challenge being that a haiku consists of 17 syllables and these movies are usually around 3
Those of you who know me or who have read these posts long enough know that my taste in movies run in the "lowest common denominator" range. Put in a couple of explosions, a spaceship or two, some superheroes, a few laughs, a bunch of monkeys shooting guns and/or riding horses and I'm so completely in. Over the summer, I watch at least one junky movie a week. I love them.
These Oscar movies are like medicine. In fact, I often wonder why I still do this. I frequently don't enjoy them, leaving the theatre feeling depressed, sad or just downright confused. Most of the time all three. I freely admit it... I'm not the intended audience for these movie "masterpieces".
That said, last night Scott and I went to see The Theory of Everything. It was a pleasant surprise that I thought it was excellent. I really enjoyed it.
So, after all that, here is my first Haiku Movie Review...
The Theory of Everything
Deserves every prize
For getting me to feel like
Stephen Hawking's hot.