Friday, December 28, 2007

Treasure hunting

I really enjoyed watching National Treasure - Book of Secrets. It was fun, light-hearted, and witty. All the hi-tech stuff that happened from inside a toilet stall was way beyond me (I'm at a loss to see how you can control video cameras, fire alarms, locking security gates, and other such security measures simply by hooking up your iphone and laptop to the bathroom wall), but I loved the story line: An honest, nationally honored, treasure-hunting family trying to clear their good name, which has been smeared by a glory-seeking, no-good charlatan.


If you're a stickler for accuracy and believability, then this isn't the movie for you, as this one will drive you wild with questions like "How on God's green earth could they have done that?" For instance, in the space of a few days, they somehow make their way into the Queen's private study at Buckingham Palace, the Oval Office at the White House, and "kidnap" the president of the United States of America (at a party to which they are not invited), all without consequence, or without even being caught. Also, for a movie filled with so much hi-tech stuff, when it comes to attempting to 'rescue' the "kidnapped" president, they are remarkably uninventive. One is forced to wonder: all they can come up with is a sledge hammer?

But since I am not Gene Shalit (movie critic), I eschewed all the hard-to-believe artistic liberties taken by the director of the movie and simply enjoyed the unfolding love stories, the I'll-die-to-clear-my-good-name drama, and the inevitable end of the 'evil' man who finds his 'salvation' and the good inside of him at the very end. Oh, and it didn't hurt to have the not so smart, smart guy find a girl and get his Ferrari back too! If you're looking for something light-hearted and fun to do over the holidays, now that I've conveniently laid out the plot for you, I highly reccommend seeing National Treasure.
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1 comments:

Hope said...

I used to critique the plausibility of everything but when I hit 40, I just learned how to allow myself to be entertained - to laugh, cry, marvel. I just may get my butt out the door and go see this movie. Thanks for the tip.