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Wednesday, 10 August 2016

Central Intelligence

I didn't expect to like this nearly half as much as I actually did. 

Some films surprise you I guess.

After seeing Kevin Hart live a few months back - and with A being such a huge fan of his and The Rock - I thought this film had a fair chance of being reasonably funny.

I was wrong.

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It was hilarious. And the action was good too!

I thought it would be over the top and ridiculous, with jokes that were forced. But, although the plot obviously wasn't a believable one, it was a rather amusing one and not too out there.

It starts off with a scene in high school where Kevin Hart's character is the popular kid getting an award for something or other at a football game when some of the others decide to play a prank on The Rock's character. Quite a mean prank at that.

I have to say, the CGI in this initial scene was pretty good. They both looked considerably younger in a realistic way.

The film then continues on some years later revolving around the idea of an upcoming high school reunion where the two unexpectedly meet up once again beforehand.

A series of action scenes and funny events then proceed to happen and I found myself highly entertained all of the way through.

Not only was it funny, exciting and obscure, but it also had a great message underneath.

Don't let people put you down, be proud of who you are.

Kevin Hart was great in his role - although a serious character - the sarcasm and downright panicky jumpiness of him was great.

The Rock, though, was the standout for me. I'm so used to seeing him in a purely action role, flexing his muscles and just, well, being menacing. But, you know, he actually shocked me. I thought at the beginning his character was just putting on a flamboyant, camp front but he wasn't! It was such an unusual, strange role for him to play and I thoroughly enjoyed watching him.

The film also proceeded to surprise me with a few twists and turns. You didn't know who actually was the bad guy until right at the end which was good. I definitely couldn't seem to guess as they kept flicking it between a bunch of different characters.

I still can't believe how much I enjoyed this film.

If you're up for watching an easy, fast-paced, action-filled, funny film with two great actors in it then you should give this a watch.

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Rating:
★★★★★



Wednesday, 10 February 2016

Do You Ever Feel Not Good Enough?


Don't get me wrong, I love both of my parents to pieces but I often feel that my efforts or achievements go unnoticed or get brushed aside, like I could have done better.

I've recently been made permanent in my job (previously being on a short-term contract) and, obviously, I let both of my parents know almost straight away. After initial happiness, my dad asked me if I got a raise (something he keeps pestering me about), which makes me infuriated because I've only been there officially since October - having done a bout of work experience and an internship on and off since June. I'm happy with what I'm being paid, especially considering I only graduated in November! Plus, it's not exactly like it's a bad amount, it's great!

And then there's my mum. Every time I say I've taken a day off work or cancelled plans because of feeling unwell, she'll make me feel really guilty and worried, putting thoughts in my head that the company will let me go or that my friends may give up trying to get together. It makes me feel way worse than I already did! I mean I started off in waitressing, where they made me feel guilty for being ill - it's like the top guys didn't ever get sick or they would have expected you to work through it. So, you know, I already feel incredibly guilty before my mum even says anything. I've taken to not even telling her now because I know what she'll say.

And I'm not even going to say what comments they've made about my relationship or my anxiety. I just can't believe some of the stuff that comes out of their mouths, it makes me feel like I can't even talk to them sometimes. And it doesn't help that one of them lives halfway across the world and the other isn't very talkative on the phone!

/Rant over.

I know this is a very moany post and I do want to reiterate that I love them both so much and I appreciate everything they've ever done for me, I just had to get this off my chest - it's been bothering me for a long while.

Anywayssss, I'm happy with my job, my pay, my relationship, the amount of sick days I've actually taken compared to my attendance at uni last year and how I keep improving my control over my anxiety.

And that's all that matters, right?!