Despicable Me

To my shock and horror, I realized that I forgot to write my review about Despicable Me. Which is not cool -- here you rely and depend on me for guidance on what to see, and I let you down. (Wait, you mean you don't consult this blog before you plan your social outings? What is the point of this here blog, then? Just for me to chitter chatter away to myself, instead of the whole wide world?).

Enough of blog angst (there is no lamer question than: What is the meaning behind my blog?) and on to the movie review. As usual, spoilers ahead. Because I can't discuss something without giving it all away.

I loved the movie. It's animated! It's about a villain who wants to be the most evil villain ever, but is thwarted by . . . three orphan girls. At first, he tries to use them as part of his evil plot, but then he ends up falling for them. Yes, he finds that he has a heart thumping beneath his animated costume, and so they all live happily ever after. Oh, in addition, he doesn't really succeed with his evil plot, but who cares, he has a family, and also the big bad villain he was trying to dethrone finds himself on a one-way rocket missile to the moon. Hate when that happens.

I love the idea of being as villainous as you can be. It's evil. We spend so much time trying to be good, that sometimes it's not so bad to be just a little bit naughty. So if you want to steal the moon -- oh, you fiend -- why, good sir, I say go for it. Just don't commit any war crimes, crimes against humanity or genocide along the way, OK? (We'll leave out the crime of aggression for now, I'm still not sure how it is defined. Oh all this nerd talk, it's so villainous.).

I have never been a villain. I don't think I would know how to be one, to be honest. I tend to be one of the good/ nice guys. But wait, we finish last you say? How depressingly sad.

Go watch the movie. I give it two thumbs up.