So I did just finish two YA novels, both of which I’d intended on writing about, and both of which I probably someday will, but what I really want to post about right now is CHRISTMAS!!! No, actually, it’s not. What I really want to post about is the movie I just watched the other night.
I don’t usually post about movies. I thought about it once, after I’d both read the book and watched the movie I Am Number Four, but since the central gist of my movie post would have been that I liked Diane Argon’s shirts, I held off. BUT I just want to say that I really loved Super 8. Especially the blond kid with the mouth full of braces who carries tons of fireworks around in his backpack and has, in my opinion, all the very best lines in the movie. (The character’s name is Cary, but I had to look that up.) He is actually, as of right now, one of my all-time favorite characters. For some reason, his unrepentant interest in explosives paired with his super-dorkiness is totally awesome.
What I love about Super 8, is that fact that the banter between the kids is believable and funny and endearing all at once. You kind of believe that this band of misfit kids who make monster movies might save the world, even if they do it in a slightly clumsy way. Anyway, I really liked it.
(And, for the record, the other movies I really liked this year are Bridesmaids and Win-Win.