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Achievements:

One chapter of the Ehrman book.

Writing: .4K duellist

Walking: about two or three miles.


No, no Greek or Latin today. Every so often a person needs a break. There was, instead, the beginnings of packing for this holiday (which is being paid for with imaginary money) that I set off for on Friday. Back to Crete.

It was arranged months ago, before my disastrous reaction to the heat. So I guess this is my opportunity to see if that was a one-off thing, or if I need to ensure I avoid temperatures over the high twenties on a long-term basis.


So, went to the local cinema this evening. They appear to have had an extension, or perhaps expanded into n-dimensional space: they have certainly never had a Screen Five before. (And I don't see how they've managed to fit one in now: as far as I can tell, it occupies the same space as the bathroom showroom that's ostensibly next door.)

Screens One through Three, yes: Screen Four or Five - what is this, a multiplex now?

Anyway, Screen Five is a delightfully tiny (I'd be surprised if it had a seating capacity of more than sixty or so) little big screen located directly adjacent to what appears to be a maintenance/delivery/emergency exit corridor, and you can see the guy who goes into the projector room to turn it on from the front row, if you look over your shoulder. Apart from me and the parent, there were four other people there.

Tuesday night at 2025, not exactly happening hour at the pictures.

To make a long story somewhat shorter - The Mummy Tomb of the Dragon Emperor is a hilarious film. Seriously. I have not laughed so much in the cinema in an age. It is so completely ridiculous, and so aware of, and enjoying, its own ridiculousness - damn, but it's fun.

Jet Li and Michelle Yeoh, still (and always!) made of utter win. The younger actor who played Yeoh's character's daughter was also made of much win.

I have, however, one question. In all films that involve the raiding of tombs, there are always intricate traps and mechanisms to discourage the unwary tomb-robber. What I want to know, though, is why, after a couple thousand years, those mechanisms are not rusted, or rotted, or collapsed, or otherwise decayed into uselessness.

Why, I ask you? Why?

Because, seriously, I'd like a couple of those magic ancient engineers. They'd really revolutionise the modern construction trade.

Date: 2008-08-22 03:00 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] davefreer.livejournal.com
Grin. If it was made in China before 1910... it'll probably be working perfectly at the heat death of sun. I have a fiendish device - a chinese clockwork mechanical flytrap - it works, despite being a device that would make Heath Robinson get the Mister Practicality award... and it works perfectly after 120 years - and it was cheap junk to start with...
Paula Volsky is offhand the only author I can think of who has the fiendish traps rusted to uselessness. Wish she'd written more.

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