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Two days in a row this week, Laney and I went to see a movie, and both of them were bad.
Father Mother Sister Brother, which we saw on Tuesday, was boring as shit; the movie we saw last night,
Greenland: Migration, wasn't boring at all but it was
dumb as shit. I gave the former a solid C and I gave the latter a C+, and in both cases I was being generous. Also in both cases, I gave the script a C-minus.
In the case of last night's movie: talk about phoning it in. We could hardly have expected any better from a sequel to a B-movie disaster flick like
Greenland, which I'm stunned to realize was released five years ago (half a decade!), but at least that one was actually better than anyone could have expected. Not so with this movie.
Honestly, having just seen
Father Mother Sister Brother the day before actually helped it. I'm realizing now that I might have been more inclined to give
Greenland: Migration lower ratings without that comparison. Because Laney and I still felt actively grateful: at least this one wasn't boring us to tears.
We also saw an earlier than usual showtime. I left work yesterday at 3:45 so I could get there in time for the 3:55 showing. The movie is only 98 minutes long, so even with half an hour of trailers, we were on the bus by like 6:15. For a minute I was surprised by how full the bus was, and then I realized we were headed home early enough that it was actually still rush hour—on a Wednesday no less, when the most people work in-office rather than from home.
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It was 7:50 by the time I was finished with, and could share, my review on my socials. This gave me plenty of time to watch the final two of the six episodes of season one of
The Night Manager on Prime, which Laney insisted was excellent and I'm glad she recommended it. I watched those instead of catching up on this week's episode of
Fallout.
I did get a bit of a delay, though, when Shobhit called me on FaceTime. I had to keep re-calling him back because my audio kept going mute on him. I figured out later it was because it was for some reason porting the mic over to my phone, while I had FaceTime open on my laptop. I'm pretty sure I fixed it. Anyway by the time I could get back to the show, it was nearly 11:00 before I had it finished. It was excellent though, so worth staying up for.
Shobhit gets back from India tomorrow. His first flight, which is to Istanbul, leaves at 5:25 pm my time, which will be 6:55 Friday morning his time. He'll have a nearly four-hour layover at the Istanbul airport, after which he takes a nearly 12-hour flight to Seattle. His flight is scheduled to land in Seattle at 5:05 local time, which will mean his travel itinerary is 20 minutes short of a solid 24 hours. Someday I will visit India myself, and Christ I am not looking forward to
that. (And I certainly understand his mom, who is now 80, not wanting to do it.)
I suppose it's worth noting that our travel itinerary to Amsterdam in July includes an 85-minute layover in Reykjavik (which means we're fucked if the first leg is delayed by much), and thus our full travel itinerary there will be 12 hours and 5 minutes. That's only about half the time of the itinerary to and from India, though—ditto what we wound up doing on our trip to Australia in 2023, although in that case there was an extension of a few hours due to the delayed Alaska flight out of Seattle causing us to miss our connecting flight to Brisbane out of Los Angeles, and instead we took the next flight to Sydney and then flew to Brisbane from there.
Compared to that, the itinerary to Amsterdam will be a piece of cake: 7 hours and 25 minutes flight from Seattle to Reykjavik; 85 minute layover in Reykjavik; then 3 hours and 15 minutes flight from Reykjavik to Amsterdam. It's still going to inverse our bodyies' expectation of night and day, though. Hopefully jet lag won't be too bad. As of last night, which was this morning his time, his plan was to stay awake until he catches his flight nearly 24 hours later, so that he can hopefully spend the first flight sleeping. I'll have to come up with some way to try and trick my body for the trip to Amsterdam too. I actually did it pretty effectively when we went to Australia, although I'm not sure if that will be harder going in the opposite direction this time.
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[posted 12:30pm]
