Many years ago, My Unsinkable Daughter and I went to see Any Given Sunday. Did the Grile men go? Oh no! Just the girls. We munched on popcorn, chatted, and tried to answer the movie trivia questions. The movie started and the game playing began! There was one moment where The Unsinkable tried to cover her eyes, but it was too late. We saw more of the male anatomy than we bargained for... I personally think the Unsinkable was looking through her fingers! Anyway, we got over the awkward moment by giggling and snickering like little girls. After the movie was over, we flexed and growled and were ready to tackle the first person that crossed our path. We wanted to go play football. It was absolutely wonderful. And it's one of my favorite Unsinkable memories.
I have learned to enjoy movies by myself. So tonight I decided to depart from my usual fare of chick flicks and comedys and I went to see 300. OH MY! I love a good war movie like the next person, and I can appreciate fine ...... uh, ....... uh, acting. Yeah acting.
I have learned to enjoy movies by myself. So tonight I decided to depart from my usual fare of chick flicks and comedys and I went to see 300. OH MY! I love a good war movie like the next person, and I can appreciate fine ...... uh, ....... uh, acting. Yeah acting.
Oh -let's face it. These guys weren't your ordinary looking war guys. They were the most sculpted looking guys that have ever walked across a screen. Oh my stars! I needed a fan.
Anyway, it was a bloody movie, but it was very artistic and the slow-motion fight scenes were terrific. I could have done without the stylized blood blobs though. And the decapitations were a little over done. It was just a little too much. But the diaper-clad, sculpted six-packs, and swords were enough for me. :) The king was amazing. Gritty, manly, hardened, and fearless.
In the typical Unsinkable/Queenly tradition, I left the movie ready to go join a gym, hire a personal trainer, and become the oldest female toga-wearing, spear-slinging, body builder. I was ready to strap on some sandles and launch a sword. I was ready to face the thundering hord of Persians with 300 of the most sculpted looking guys I have ever seen. I need a fan.
I think I may have to go forward and confess on ...... dare I even type it?....... I may have to go forward on ......any given Sunday. Oh come on! You knew I was gonna type it. It was just too good to pass up. Anyway, enjoy the picture. LOL. BTW: Get your own fan.

2 comments:
I could have had a body like that, but I turned it down.
with a recommendation like that how can I miss such a movie, and since I am going through the big "M" I have a battery powered fan to take with me.
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