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Today I depart on a journey to become a man. No, wait. I did that
already (at least thrice). Today I depart on a journey to become a
boy. A fanboy.
I embark on the geek version of a pilgrimage to Mecca. A Nerd Haj, if you will.
Comic-Con. Where Lucas sold Star Wars t-shirts in the late 70′s.
If I see less than 56 Stormtroopers I will be PISSED. I don’t mean a
Clonetrooper/Stormtrooper mix. I mean 56 or more old school
Stormtroopers.
I’m not dragging my doughy ass to San Diego for 4 days for Clonetroopers.

My First Comic-Con, originally uploaded by ChrisMundell.com.

I think my feelings about the founding of this great nation (and the
unquenchable spirit herein) can be best described in, my friend,
Brad’s Home of the Brave T-Shirt.

Happy Fourth!, originally uploaded by ChrisMundell.com.

Out of the clear blue, my friend and Bows-man, Geordie Speak invited me to go see Ridley Scott’s Robin Hood. Also in our merry band: Ben Ewart, Woodsman and deadly with a hockey stick. Ben and I traveled far and joined up with Geordie on the borders of Yogurtland. From there, we traveled east across the street to the theater. Once we purchased our replenishments we made haste for our seats. My cunning and scouting skills were rewarded with three of the finest seats in all the theater!

Our timing was perfect for just as we were seated, the MovieTickets.com wench began her plea for our business. Making claim to it’s conveniences in her life in Las Vegas where she forgets Hugh Heffner and tends to the needs of the wise Wizard, Criss Angel. After an assortment of funny trailers it was SHOWTIME!

That’s when the math got all screwy. Great director + great actor + insanely great actress = great movie, right? Not right. Unright. I don’t know what happened. I didn’t care about any of the characters for the first quarter of the movie. It picked up a little when we meet Max Van Sydow’s Sir Walter Loxley and we got to see Cate Blanchett and Russell Crowe do some acting together. It’s just that we’ve seen it all before and not in the good way. Since they were telling a “before Robin Hood became Robin Hood” we didn’t get any of the fun Robin Hood stuff. We got hints, but it just wasn’t enough.

I don’t hate anybody involved with this movie, BUT I Did Hate the movie. Sad.