What can I say? I totally buy into the Hollywood hype machine of summer movies. This time, it's off to see part four in the Terminator series, which stars my boyfriend Christian Bale. Can't be that bad, right?Actually, I have a longtime love affair with this franchise. The original Terminator was the first R-rated movie I ever saw, watching a VHS copy with my bro back in 1986. I was riveted.
Have seen the two follow-up flicks in the theater...yes, totally cheesy and overdone, but I still love the teasers intertwined throughout of the post-apocalyptic setting that awaits humans post (nuclear) WWIII.
Mark already has bet me that it's gonna suck. So what? It's a rock 'em, sock 'em kinda flick. It's not supposed to be Shakespeare.
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