Journey to the Centre of Prime

If I'm not playing video games or farting around on the computer, I'm usually watching movies. I spent the night over at Alex's and staying true to the above statement the night was mainly filled with movies, TV and video games.

We are productive.

It's pretty awesome being with Alex mainly because we have the same taste in movies and the such. The biggest difference between us is that Alex has a bigger (HUDGE SIZED) movie library. It's refreshing to go to his house and watch some Hays Era movies after a long week of Mystery Men (my dad has impeccable taste, don't you think so?) and My Big Fat Greek Wedding. So rather than spending another night with Jim Belushi and the Baldwins and or Buseys, I got to watch The Third Man.



I might just have an affinity towards Orson Welles, but once again Alex has introduced me to an awesome movie. I don't like giving away the story in a blog post, so I'm just going to try and tip toe around everything. That being said The Third Man's story was just sneaky enough to be enjoyable. It was obvious who "the third man" was, but I didn't see the ending coming until the last stretch of the film. I can only imagine that the book is even more in depth with the twists and turns of the plot, I'll have to pick it up at some point. Not only was the story delicious, but the cinematography is pants on head retarded in the best way possible. The lighting and angles of just about every shot looked like it was done so meticulously, it's mind blowing. All together a really enjoyable movie.


Also DAT THEME.