The Legend of Tarzan

The Legend of Tarzan

I have always been a fan of Tarzan, stories, movies whatever. This review is short and sweet, I won’t take up too much of your time! So I was really looking forward to this film. Now pay attention, this first line is tricky.

This film opens with Lord Greystoke a.k.a Tarzan being invited by the British Prime Minister on behalf of the King of Belgium to visit the Congo for an inspection. Lord Greystokes declines as he has already seen Africa. Outside he is stopped by the American George Washington Williams. Williams explains that he thinks the Congolese people are being enslaved and needs Tarzan’s help to prove it to the rest of the world. Back at home Tarzan tell Jane he is going to Africa but that she has to stay in England. This does not go down well and they both go to Africa. There is a ‘welcome home’ party for Jane and tarzan, a sneaky nighttime attack, a kidnapping and a return to his roots for Tarzan. Some old conflicts are resolved. Some bad guys are disposed off. And everyone lives happily ever after in Africa. Read more

Now You See Me 2

Now You See Me 2

I liked the look of the trailer for this film so I decided I had to see it. But first I needed to get caught up as I hadn’t seen the prequel. Where have we heard that story before??

So this film takes place a year after the first one. Atlas is sick and tired of waiting to be told what to do, so goes off to find the Eye on his own for a little chat. They have a nice quiet chat and everything goes pear shaped! There is a new lady Horseman because Henley got bored and did a runner, as you do. And Lula isn’t a patch on her(in my opinion)! So one thing leads to another and the Horsemen end up in Macau working for a slighted demented Harry Potter, who for some disgustingly slimy reason doesn’t have a pair of socks to his name. Men in shoes without sock really upsets me, don’t ask me why but it does! Dylan Rhodes ends up on the wrong side of the law and springs Thaddeus Bradley from the prison he put him in, in the first place. Oh and Jack Wilder is back from the dead. But we knew that already. There are twists, there are turns and some entertaining magic along the way and finally a big reveal. Read more

Central Intelligence

Central Intelligence

This one wasn’t my choice but my brothers but I picked the screening. It was a special showing put on as a fundraiser for Carlow Mental Health Association. It was a full house and because I don’t do well in crowds, it made me a little uncomfortable. But it was for a good cause so I tried to grin and bear it! The ticket cost €10 and it covered the cinema ticket, a drink, crisps, pick n mix sweets and fruit, your choice. There was a speech by the cinema manager aka Husband, the organiser Susan, and the chair of the association. Then it got really uncomfortable. There are 2 words that are guaranteed to make me squirm in a public place. Audience participation. Our newly elected mayor led us in a clappy, dancy, Icelandic soccer thing that I still don’t understand, to the beat of Pharrell Williams Happy. I have never been so uncomfortable or mortified in my whole entire life!!! It was not pleasant! Stupid good causes!

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Romeo and Juliet

Romeo and Juliet

 

It was something a little different this week in Omniplex Carlow. This week I went to see Romeo and Juliet live from the Garrick in London. Yes I did go to the cinema to see a live theatre production on a stage. Not the usual thing you see in the cinema but it’s a concept that is really taking off. And personally I think it’s a grand idea!!

So back to business! It was directed by Kenneth Branagh and starred Richard Madden as Romeo, Lily James as Juliet and the fabulous Derek Jacobi as Mercutio. It was set in the 1950’s and broadcast to cinemas in black and white. It was very classy with the height of Italian style! I’m sure you know the story. Boy meets girl, fall in love, discover their parents fight like cats and dogs, get married in secret, complications arise and they live happily ever after…. After they both commit suicide. Typical teenage romance stuff. Read more

Surviving the First Week

Surviving the First Week

Being back to work is very strange. Black trousers, white shirt, black shoes. I haven’t worn anything like that in over 5 years! It’s a very weird feeling, it almost feels wrong. It is definitely different from my usual jeans or jeggings and flowy tops.

The nerves from the interview came back bright and early Tuesday morning as I got ready for work. I started to panic a little, it’s what I do best. I didn’t know what I was letting myself in for. I couldn’t help all the thoughts running through my head. What if i’d forgotten how to work a deli? What if I couldn’t remember my training? What if i was bad? What if I couldn’t do it? What if I wasn’t good enough? If there was a negative what if, it was in my head, driving me nuts! Read more

Oh crap! I’m going back to work

Oh crap! I’m going back to work

So long story short, I have been out of work for the last 5 years. There are several reasons for this. First of all, I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety and had to give up work because I couldn’t leave my house. It was terrifying. Who knew that my seemingly innocent four walls were actually prison bars in disguise. Sneaky.

Slowly, I began to recover and there were no jobs to be had, so eventually I stopped looking. Then in March 2014 I discovered I was pregnant and let’s face it, illegal or not, no one wants to hire someone who will be gone on maternity in a few months time! The search was abandoned. Read more

Boxes, Boxes, Boxes

Boxes, Boxes, Boxes

Back in November, the house that has been our home for the past five years was put up for sale. It wasn’t something I was happy about but that was our landlord’s right. After a month of continuous viewings, Husband and I decided that maybe we should prepare ourselves for the worst….I mean a sale. So we and that’s the royal we so I, started to sort through our belongings and began to pack up bits and pieces. I had also decided that we needed a clear out.

Thus began two months of ferrying boxes and bag to the charity shop. Clothes that hadn’t seen the light of day in years. Books that hadn’t been touched in, well, ever! Boxes upon boxes of glasses. Im still not entirely sure why we needed 30 pint glasses or two dozen wine glasses. Off they went! It got to the point that if I was passing within a mile of the charity shop I had something to leave in. I’m pretty sure I could have opened my own!! Read more