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So as the Old Testament dictates, it is tradition to go to the movies. Of course, I was the youngest one there by at least 40 years. Of course, they spoke with Japanese accents (why??? they don't have accents relative to each other) so none of the old people knew what was going on. The movie was suprisingly good, but of course not as amazing as the book. The plot seemed flimsy and stupid without the context of the book. And my feminist self kicked in, realizing that putting it in Western standars made it look worse- like her only way for happiness was getting her man (the Chairman). Also, when the time changed from when Chiyo was a little girl and faded into her older self, I couldn't help but think, omg! She turned Chinese! Sorry, people, Chinese and Japanese people do not look alike. I think all white people look alike more than all Asians look alike. And let's talk about how Ziyi Zhang was horrible miscast. She was too meek, had an annoying voice, and was not all that pretty. Sayuri is supposed to be fricking gorgeous. I actually think she should have switched roles with the woman who played Hatsumomo (also Chinese, go figure).

Then I skipped along to see King Kong and whoa, I was impressed. Peter Jackson sure knows how to make an action movie. It could have been another Godzilla, but the direction, artistic style, and choice to set in 1933 was awesome. It was good to see Jamie Bell, but what the hell happened to his character? He never made it back. And I thought they would tie up the storyline about where he came from (like he had already come from Skull Island). Jack Black, marry me. Naomi Watts, close your mouth. Oh and back up- why did the savage natives have to be very dark-skinned? And Anne was all upset about King Kong? How about the fact that the crew COMMITTED GENOCIDE of the population of the island? No one shed a tear over that.