We took the kids to see the "Transformers" movie on the Fourth.
Some people go on picnics on the Fourth of July, my family escaped to the confines of a super air-conditioned megaplex of theaters. (Nothing says "American" like an overpriced movie ticket, bladder-challenge sized Coke and a bucket of popcorn so large you could park a VW in it. Hold the butter, I have standards.) We were in good company, as we arrived an hour before our show was to begin, and only 78 seats were left in the theater.
It's not a good sign, my friends, when the line inside rivals a Disneyland line, and you are the lone adult with your merry band of children. Mr W was the player to be named later, "I'll meet you there, let me wrap this up" somehow becoming a plot to time his arrival to coincide with the beginning of the previews. No matter. The merry band stayed merry, close, and (miraculously) well-behaved.
The movie was fantastic. The special effects were good, the action was good...
I give it two thumbs up.