Saturday, at Lloyd Cinemas, we saw 10,000 B.C.. We figured it would be dumb, and it was. We arrived late and missed the first ten minutes, so there's a chance we missed out on a key scene that made the rest of the movie un-dumber. But there are some cool big-screen kind of effects, and that's good.
There's also some kind of impossible geography that has our heroic tribe venturing from snow-capped mountains, across deserts and through tropical jungles to get to the Egypt that's not really Egypt. Along the way they seem to meet African warriors from the Congo, Amazonian tribesmen, Australian bushmen, Native Americans and a few frat boys from a Pac 10 school on the eastern seaboard. Here's a frame from the movie, with dialog as best I remember:
Sunday we saw Girls Rock, the documentary about Portland's Rock Camp for Girls, at the Hollywood Theater, up the street. It was good, although a little long-ish in the middle. It was also a little sadder than I expected.
And it was maybe a little heavy-handed on the message, as if the (male) filmmakers wanted to make sure and impress the gals at the camp with how committed they are to feminism. Maybe that's too harsh a criticism. Men my age are 77% more likely to be harshly critical than our animal counterparts (spirit animals).
Turns out I used to know the parents of one of the girls profiled in the movie. I was surprised by that.
It was a better movie than 10,000 B.C., but both experiences were equally good.
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