Christmas Time for the Jews
National Treasure 2 has totally stale banter between the characters, they relied on some of the same jokes as #1, the quest for the city of gold led to some really improbable situation like breaking into Buckingham Palace and getting into the Queen's study to examine her desk, and then repeating the action with a second breaking at the White House to check out the President's matching desk in the Oval Office. Like that's gonna happen. Even more improbable is the plot to kidnap the President temporarily so that Nicholas Cage can ask him a sensitive question.
The first one at least relied on probable history. This one? Not so much. It defied belief right from the get-go, and that really ticked me off. But what really got me riled was the ending, which was so similar to the first movie as to be a complete ripoff.
The ONLY high spot in the whole movie was Helen Mirren, who has to be my favorite actress. Her accent was not good, but otherwise she was her delightful self and brought some decent comedy to an otherwise beige plot.
We got home and decided to order in Chinese rather than to go out again. We ordered from the 'usual' place and they took our order, told us the standard "30 minute" and then didn't show up. They called an hour later and said that they couldn't deliver because their delivery guy's car broke down. Bummer. So we called another place we've never tried before and again, meh. Not great, not horrible. I don't think I'd use them again but we so seldom have Chinese delivered that it's not really an issue.
So that's what our Christmas day was like. Both kids have been squabbling on and off all day, as usual, and I'm just plain tired. I didn't get enough sleep last night and it's Emily's fault because I've been reading cookbooks all night long. Honestly, I read them like novels, then mark the pages of recipes I'd like to try. It's hard work being an imaginary baker!
Merry Holiday of your choice!
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