Early last evening whilst awaiting my younger brother's arrival home from his daily beering, and despite having my wife home, I tuned in (via our Android TV Box) and watched the 2018 movie Mortal Engines.
I chose to watch it without my brother because I did not expect that he would approve of it, for Wikipedia indicated that the book that the movie was based upon was "young-adult" fare. He is not a big fan of movies about young love, nor whose protagonists are essentially teenagers.
I actually think that he might have enjoyed the movie ─ it certainly was action-filled. And the final climactic battle between "London" and those protecting "the Wall" was sheer derring-do, with valiant young men and women boldly going to battle against overwhelming odds even though it was probable suicide.
I had no idea that lead actress Hera Hilmar was Icelandic ─ but then, I had not before heard of her, and did not notice her name in the opening credits to hold in memory while I watched the movie (as is my practice).
I liked the lass. I also liked the lead character as played by actor Robert Sheehan. As a result, I of course wanted Hera's character Hester Shaw to warm up to Robert Sheehan's.
I did not believe that I had before heard of supporting actress Jihae Kim, but apparently I must have seen her before in the T.V. series Altered Carbon. I just do not remember her character. However, in this movie, her character supposedly had early history with Hester Shaw's mother, who was murdered by Hester's father when the girl was something like eight years old.
That to me implies that Jihae's character was probably a contemporary of the dead mother.
Bizarrely, actress Jihae is actually nearly 1½ months younger than is actress Hera Hilmar. IMDb claims that Jihae was born February 7, 1989; Hera was born December 27, 1988.
Another supporting actress was Leila George, who seemed to me to fill out her tights exceptionally well. Her character was the daughter of the main villain of the movie.
Somehow I failed to notice what befell the young fellow (played by Ronan Raftery) that Leila's character had managed to befriend ─ he had been a friend of the main character, and initially wanted nothing to do with Leila's character because he knew how evil her father was. But she won him over.
Did he fall in battle? I wish that I had noticed.
Apart from being inspired by the many courageous deaths, I was somewhat touched by the dawning realization of fatherly love that 'monster' Shrike had for Hester. This was revealed as Shrike slowly began to die from his numerous injuries, and basically lay in Hester's arms. Shrike recalled in his dying memory some of the many happy interactions he had with her when she was a young girl whom he had found and was raising.
The power and magic that a young girl can have over an adult man! This was a scene that I felt my brother would have been affected by, for he is also a father whose daughter has effectively removed herself from any but the barest involvement in his life.
The movie was wonderfully crafted, and probably looked amazing in a theatre. My opinion is that it did not deserve to be a theatrical flop. I enjoyed it a lot.
After my brother was home, I led us off with an episode of Chicago PD ─ it was season eight's episode 14 ("Safe"). I noticed that my brother was losing consciousness during some of the episode.
Next I tuned in The Graham Norton Show ─ the new season (series 30) just began on September 30, so this was its premiere episode.
That was then followed by an episode of Imposters ─ this time, it was season one's episode nine ("Ladies and Gentlemen, The Doctor Is In").
I still do not like the Inbar Lavi character, and it makes no sense to me why everyone is infatuated with her. In fact, I dislike the character so darned much that I do not even appreciate seeing the actress! I equate the two of them as one, so I am not any kind of fan of hers.
We finished up our evening with an episode of The Conners ─ this time it was season four's episode seven (I am not going to reproduce the ridiculously long episode title).
My wife preceded my brother and I to bed. She had to work a full day today (the Thai restaurant opens at 11 a.m.), and had been drinking a few Corona beers.
I have been home alone late this afternoon, and I find myself missing her presence here in the house.
I was up this morning ahead of my brother, so I got control of the T.V. at 9 a.m. and had the 2013 documentary September 11: The New Pearl Harbor all set to play. This was our third sitting of the nearly five-hour feature, but this early morning start at it finally got us all the way through it.
We watched it on BitChute here, but there are numerous other sources for it.
Nobody with reason should be able to watch this entire video and not understand that 9/11 was planned and executed by (probable dark government) forces within America itself, and had nothing to do with foreign terrorists.
Somehow our planet needs to be swept entirely clean of the abominations of Man.
By the way, my brother did come home last evening with a new thermostat. It was a more modern Honeywell than the Honeywell MagicStat 32 CT3200 Programmable Thermostat which we had that was not functioning no matter what we tried ─ ours was the original thermostat that was here in the house when we moved in back in June 2002.
Well, this morning soon after I was up, my eldest stepson called to me from downstairs. He was trying to adjust our old thermostat that was still on the wall, for the furnace fan was actually running and had been for some while, preventing the lad from getting to sleep ─ his bed downstairs is very near to the furnace.
Somehow, our old Honeywell was operating. The LED screen was now reading properly, whereas before if there was anything displaying at all, it was only a claim that the batteries were low (untrue).
Quite possibly something my brother and I did yesterday finally registered with the device and it managed to reset overnight.
It was as if the old thermostat understood that it was about to be tossed, so it came back to life to avoid any such fate.
We will likely postpone replacing the thermostat until such time that it again fails us.
Now, the day's weather.
It was heavily overcast all morning. When I sought my nap well into the latter half of the noon hour, this had not changed. However, I napped for too short a time, and rose to find that the day seemed to have become inexplicably sunny.
I ventured out into the backyard to sit in the sunshine, but found it to be so darned uncomfortably chilly that I came back inside for a coat to wear over my heavy sweatshirt.
The sky proved to have plenty of cloud masses, but lots of blue sky, too. Since today was planned to be a bath day, I did not spend a lot of time out there. Beginning at 1:50 p.m., I probably sat in the sunshine until possibly 2:29 p.m. before wrapping things up. I was barefooted, incidentally.
I still have to post in my private blog, so I am going to quit this post. I will only add that I am going to attempt an early a.m. walk that will require me to rise at 2 a.m. If my left leg's high ankle sprain or whatever I have been suffering since the evening of October 11 allows, I will try for what is around 5½ miles as a walk. Otherwise, I will just put in maybe a couple of miles.
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