Greetings and salutations interneteers! This is your best friend's best friend, Ed. I'm not above making a weblog, though I am above using "OMG," "LOL," and/or "WTF" in my posts. If I have to mention outrageous monkey gymnastics, Louisiana's only library, or the world's tastiest fries, well, I'll just type the whole thing out, thank you very much.
Monday, April 05, 2004
Hellboy
Hellboy. See it. I did. In IMAX, no less. Let me tell you this, if there's anything in the world better than a big red demon pounding an undead Nazi into the pavement with his stone hand, it's a huge red demon pounding an undead Nazi into the pavement with his stone hand. Oh yeah. Actually, I hadn't intended to see it, because the trailers looked so good. (Confused? The last trailer I saw that was exciting as Hellboy was for League of Extraordinary Gentlemen. Enough said.) Me and my affirmative-action minority friend Jose saw it the other day. While by no means a perfect movie (Among other things, we were both left wondering why there were kittens at the subway. The question will make sense once you see the movie.) it remains a rollicking good time.
Oh yeah. I said rollicking. I'm not even sure it's a word. That's how much you should see this movie.
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