I feel like I'm just barely over the worst of whatever's ailed me. This is just how I felt as a child when I would be sick of being sick and wanted to go play outside. And, then I would and end up relapsing. So, I'm just going to chill out and go back to bed after lunch. I've only been up two hours, and I'm still damn tired. My abs have been getting quite the workout though, what will all the coughing I've been doing.
The Wife and I were much too far gone yesterday to drive to Rocha-cha to see
Serenity. (I've been meaning to ask just why people call Rochester that. On second thought, I don't want to know). We did make ourselves go out and see it at the movie theater across the way from our place, though. I might not have wanted to contaminate our friends, but I'm
Chaotic Evil--what do I care about total strangers ;)?
Serenity was good. I think just enough work was done where you didn't necessarily have to have seen
Firefly to understand what was going on. Sure, there was a lot of shorthand for things that originally took 12 episodes to go through. But, everything the audience needed to see was in there in just the right proportion to achieve what Whedon probably wanted to achieve, storywise.
So, what didn't I like? Eh, nothing I couldn't cope with, really. But, did Chiwetel Ejiofor have to dress up like Blade at the end, for pete's sake? Plus, I'm all for twists and shocks, but cram three or four together, and I'm going to think you're just yanking my chain. That's all, really. I'll probably get all of
Firefly and this film on DVD.
I'm going to watch the episode of
Everybody Hates Chris that I... procured... the other day (since there's no UPN affiliate in Ithaca). Then I'm going to sleep for another ten hours.