Friday, March 22, 2013
Last night I suggested to the Boy that we watch Ong Bak because I was in a martial-arts movie mood. He suggested Ip Man instead. *sigh*
Don't get me wrong, Ip Man is a very good movie, but that's kindof the point. Rather than being a "martial-arts movie" per-say, it's a movie. It has a full plot, believable characters, and -- apparently -- the occasional historical accuracy. Now Ong Bak also has some of those things, but really what I was seeking was martial arts fun: instead I got a full-blown movie. A good one, but still. Isn't it supposed to be the Boy who wants to watch mindless violence? I am the girl in this relationship, right?
Strangely enough, I'm still in one of those moods. Probably because it was going to take something a bit more mindless to enjoy. Maybe The Magnificent Butcher, or "Where's My Elephant!?" (also known by it's actual title: The Protector), Kung Fu Hustle (seriously underrated!), or the like.
Well, can't resolve that craving tonight: 14 hours of work, and then either karaoke (if I have the energy), or relaxing time with the Boy before work tomorrow. *sigh* Soon, though. Must resolve mah Kung-Fu-Kravings!