On Vegas, Baby!...and 300

Last week, on Saturday I left for Vegas. I got there about 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and I got my first business card for a stripper by 2:30. Bree...$49 Special. I don't know what "special" means, but for $49 I have a good guess. It became normal after a while, seeing all the Mexicans snap the cards as you pass by and pushing them towards you, but the next day I had to do a double-take when I saw a couple of Mexican women snapping the cards.

I was there until eeeeearly Thursday morning. I played a lot of poker with my brother who crashed in my room at the Venetian (rough living, let me tell you).

Last night, I went and saw the movie 300 with SayBN, a fellow geezer. It was actually a pretty good movie. Obviously more of a "guy movie". It was sort of like a chronological prequel to Braveheart. Lots of fighting sequences where the lead characters are nigh-indestructible, long monologues with fist-raising endings, and even the part where the local aristocrat tries to have sex with the protagonist's wife...yeah that was in this one too. But the cinematography and the effects were pretty sweet.

Oh and by the way SayBN, the guy who played Dilios (David Wenham) was Faramir in the LotR The Two Towers.

On The Last Kiss...

...or as I like to call it - The Last Movie Written By A Man Named Gabriele Muccino That I'll Ever Watch.

Sunday night. The wife and I just finished watching The Last Kiss. I saw it in Blockbuster and it had Zach Braff so I thought "wow, this must be really good." My wife watches literally about one movie a month, so the pressure to always pick a good movie for the both of us to watch together is hunormous. We both like Scrubs, and really liked Garden State. Garden State, this was not.

The movie wasn't awful until you actually got to know the characters. Then you stopped liking them and it wasn't so good anymore. It's about Braff's character being scared of committing to his beautiful pregnant fiancee, so he gets infatuated with an immature Fatal Attraction-esque college student instead. Good move Zach, let me know how that works out!

It was poorly written; at one point I picked up the box just to make sure Braff didn't write it or have any hand in the movie's overhead, so to speak (he didn't, thankfully, which led into an IMDB search on the real writer, the aforementioned Muccino). The special features just raved how this was a movie for people in their 30s. Yet the lead characters all act like they're in high school. Brilliant! There was a vignette on the special features entitled "last thoughts", where all the actors and maybe the director and whatnot got all serious in front of the camera and tried to sum up the movie in one sentence or less using dramatic words and sincere tones. At which point I turned to Ash and said "you know, you can spray a pile of dog shit with perfume, but it's still dog shit."