Saturday, 6 December 2008


His Royal Orangeness Karl Willem and PA/PR Gromit marinating meat...
...chicken in turmeric, cumin, cinnamon, paprika, cayenne, ginger, lemon. We is going to let them get to know each other better before popping them in the tagine.

Tonight's dinner though is just 4 slices of double gloucester cheese and sausage and coffee. The dawgs really want to get me in top shope for winter hiking season.

I saw Transporter 3 tonight. Our favourite Brit tsuper and Marseille Inspector are back. This time, some evile American eco-terrorists have taken the environmentally conscious Ukranian Minister's daughter hostage in exchange for the minister signing a contract that would allow the evile company to dump toxic waste in Ukraine.  The plot has many holes but that is not the point. The point is that this is a French action film by Luc Besson. And whatever Luc Besson churns out, I gladly swallow. The set pieces are so fantastic. The French clearly have a sense of humour. They may have invented cinema and traditionally stick to realism but when they do action flicks, they do cracking action flicks from another planet with zero budgets. And as a bonus, there is a peeing scene and very erotic sex without showing the sex just after Ukranian secret service agents plunge to their deaths down a ravine. And let us not forget that this is a film about German cars driven fast across beautiful and curving Euro highways and the director (Megaton) gives us some slick camera work. When James Bond has gone Bourne, it's great that we have films like Transporter that bring us back to the 70s era invincible action hero. Merci Beaucoup Monsieur Besson!

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