My streak of movie watching continues. Maybe I can keep it going through summer. I almost lost my streak of finishing at least one book each week.
We watched Ghostbusters; Afterlife this week. I loved the original Ghostbusters. I gave the reboot a shot. I was not one of the people mad that they made the Ghostbusters women. I was one of the people disappointed that they made a bad movie.
I loved that Afterlife is a direct sequel to the originals. That’s the way it should be instead of a new story.
Egon Spengler’s estranged daughter inherits his house in a small town and moves there with her two kids. The kids discover the Ghost traps and the Ectomobile and that their grandfather was a Ghostbuster. McKenna Grace is great as Pheobe. Paul Rudd is good in everything. The original living Ghostbusters are all back. It’s a great movie if you love the franchise.
It was mostly a week of trying to keep the DVR from getting so full that it deleted the oldest shows. I watched what I could watch alone, but we are still in crisis territory.
I did watch two new shows: The Man Who Fell to Earth and Billy the Kid.
The Man Who Fell to Earth is a new version of the classic airing on Showtime and starring Chiwetel Ejiofor and Naomie Harris. Ejiofor is great and very funny as the alien learns how to speak English by repeating what everyone says. I will be sad when we get to the point where he can communicate. Jimmi Simpson will also eventually be in the show. That usually guarantees some fun weirdness. It got my wife’s seal of approval.
Billy the Kid is on Epix and tells the story of Billy the Kid from his chlldhood to his becoming the infamous outlaw. So far, so good. I like a good wetern adn this one had a good start.
I tried to watch We Own This City on HBO and fell asleep. I might give it another shot since it is a local story and it wasn’t the show’s fault I fell asleep.
I finished one book this week. Barely.
A Gentleman in Moscow by Amor Towles – Count Alexander Rostov is sentenced by the Bolsheviks to house arrest in a luxury hotel in Moscow. The book is about his life in the hotel over the years.
If you read my post yesterday, you know I struggled with this one. It took way too long for me to get to a point where I cared anything about the count and his story. It wasn’t until halfway through the book that I got to a point where I didn’t want to find anything else to do besides read the book. If it was not for book club I would have quit reading it. I can see why people like it. It just wasn’t for me.
We have the new Matrix movie on DVD.
More catch-up watching for the DVR.
I am about to start reading The Missing Piece by John Lescroart.