Michael Clayton and March of the Penguins
My girlfriend has been renting videos recently, I’ve watched a few but none were too interesting. The one I liked the most was the documentary March of the Penguins. The penguins themselves are interesting as hell, so just not getting in the way of the footage is all that it took to make a great documentary.
I suppose it isn’t as easy as I make it out to be, especially given the harsh conditions they would have had to film in but the point I’m trying to make is that the penguins themselves are the stars. Very interesting, dem penguins and now I want a pet penguin even more.
Yesterday, we went to the movies as it’d been a while. We watched Michael Clayton, which was interesting enough that I didn’t feel a screaming need to leave the theater and do something else, which is how I feel about most movies. So I guess that’s a passing grade for both of these films, with the usual caveat that my suspension of disbelief has been broken for years and I’m not a great movie critic given how little I tend to like most movies.