Despite Ken getting the time wrong and waking me at 10.17 instead of 9.45 as I'd requested, we managed to make the 11.05 showing of
Mummy 3...
Hmm. Well, it's not quite as bad as some of the reviews would have you believe, but it's certainly not a contender for film of the year. On the minus side, while Maria Bello hasn't tried to make Evelyn a completely different character (as Michael Gambon did when he took over from the perfect-in-the-role Richard Harris as Dumbledore), and has even tried to imitate the voice, her accent meandered a little, and she has, alas, none of the fabulous, sparkling onscreen chemistry that marked the Brendan Fraser/Rachel Weisz relationship in the previous two films. I don't think I've ever really seen anything like that in any other film I've watched, and it was magical, so it's not really Bello's fault that she can't replicate it. John Hannah (one of my favourite actors) is simply wasted here. And Luke Ford, as Alex, looks too old and has all of Rick's cock-sureness but none of his charm. I didn't particularly like Alex as an eight-year-old: I
definitely don't like him as a young man.
But that said, on the plus side there's plenty of the action we've come to expect from the series, some laughs, a little angst, considerable excitement (if not logic) and even though Fraser isn't entirely convincing in some scenes (and even
those can be mostly explained away by him being unhappy with his life as an 'English gentleman'), he still turns in a creditable performance. (And he's wearing rather well, which is, unfortunately, not something I can say of John Hannah. There's only six years between them: it looks like more.)
And the yetis are great! I'd like one for Yule, please.
We enjoyed it. It's not as good as the previous two, but if you suspend disbelief (and if you don't, why are you going to see this sort of fantasy in the first place?) it is fun, an ideal film for a wet Tuesday morning (which it was, and I found out when I got to the cinema that my kagoule is no longer the least bit waterproof. [rolls eyes] Need to find something that works). We'll be buying it, but probably when it's come down in price. And I'm actually quite looking forward to the fourth in the series -
Rise of the Aztec, due 2010 and introed at the end of Mummy 3...
Tanked home in time to grab breakfast (brunch, anyway, it was 2.30 pm), then we took Argent to the vet. He confirmed what I'd been told over the phone: wee beast has hyperthyroidism and a degree of kidney failure, along with high blood pressure and a slightly enlarged heart. There are treatments for the hyperthyroidism: the thyroid can be surgically removed - which we don't want as at sixteen a general anaesthetic could be lethal - or going through the horrible stress all 'round of giving him tablets twice a day, oh joy...
BUT, he said, it's the hyperthyroidism that's stopping the kidney failure getting worse - something to do with the excess chemicals he's producing, he did try to explain but I didn't catch it all - but the upshot is if we treat the hyperthyroidism the kidney failure is going to get much worse very quickly. And that, of course, will kill him.
We've opted for 'benign neglect'. Wee beast is happy, certainly not suffering, eating well (he's put on weight since last week, in fact - we may have to watch that!) and enjoying life. While things are in balance and he's fine, we're not going to do anything. If the situation changes we'll take him back, of course, but for now... He may have several years ahead of him if things stay as they are.
Right - dinner. Then I have a load of client stuff to get done.
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Joules *Dances with Haddock* Taylor
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