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Jun. 25th, 2018 02:00 pmLast summer when I still working my way up to longer bike rides, the Target store about five miles away was one of my, er, targets. For nominative determinist reasons, yes, I'm a terrible person. I kept failing to get there, not because of endurance but because of various other reasons. Mechanical problems, forgetting my wallet and obviating need for the trip, bad timing forcing me to cut trips short.... The trip was cursed. This year I've routinely being doing longer rides, but still failing to make it to Target. I got a flat last weekend halfway there, swerving to avoid a pedestrian. I fixed the flat yesterday morning and biked over to the Target for the first time, to watch a movie at the theater next door. It wasn't all that strenuous a ride, even with the 85 degree heat. Still, feels good to cross it off the list.
Oceans 8
Definitely a movie that worked better in the moment than in thinking about it afterward. Zippy, with fun, colorful characters throughout, but not a lot of depth, and the plan had a number of obvious holes in it (which are more fun to try to fanwank than to nitpick. It's easier to say that Frazier also felt that Becker had gotten away with something the last time and didn't mind sending him away for this one than to say he actually felt that his job was done. And very little about the Oh by the way we stole a whole bunch of other jewelry from the Met holds up, not least because of Debbie's insistence on not having any men on the team, but I'm okay with that because the aha about the submarine was sufficiently satisfying.)
Also, just really generally satisfying in the way it didn't truck in the action movie tropes you expect about female characters. What, you mean it's possible to do a conjob movie with female characters and not have a femme fatale seductress on the team?
And satisfying in the generational update to Millenials, too, in several ways. In Clooneyverse, the money was retirement money for people who otherwise were holding down jobs that were not the most emotionally fulfilling, but were more or less economically stable. But for Connie this was Moving Out of Queens money. For Amita it was quit living under your parents' emotionally manipulative thumb money. There was something significant in that difference, I thought.
Oceans 8
Definitely a movie that worked better in the moment than in thinking about it afterward. Zippy, with fun, colorful characters throughout, but not a lot of depth, and the plan had a number of obvious holes in it (which are more fun to try to fanwank than to nitpick. It's easier to say that Frazier also felt that Becker had gotten away with something the last time and didn't mind sending him away for this one than to say he actually felt that his job was done. And very little about the Oh by the way we stole a whole bunch of other jewelry from the Met holds up, not least because of Debbie's insistence on not having any men on the team, but I'm okay with that because the aha about the submarine was sufficiently satisfying.)
Also, just really generally satisfying in the way it didn't truck in the action movie tropes you expect about female characters. What, you mean it's possible to do a conjob movie with female characters and not have a femme fatale seductress on the team?
And satisfying in the generational update to Millenials, too, in several ways. In Clooneyverse, the money was retirement money for people who otherwise were holding down jobs that were not the most emotionally fulfilling, but were more or less economically stable. But for Connie this was Moving Out of Queens money. For Amita it was quit living under your parents' emotionally manipulative thumb money. There was something significant in that difference, I thought.