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Hanna and Sandy

      Hey, everyone. Fall continues to ... fall, I guess. The green retreat is quite the multicolored lady. Far to the south of us, another, less attractive lady churns her way toward the U.S.A. Her name is Sandy and she is windy, wet and wild. A seafaring wench. She has some folks worried about her intentions.
     Hey, I watched a 2011 movie this evening. It was really good and you know how I like to pass along any news about a good flick, old or new. This particular show is about a young lady named Hanna. Though a mere teen, she is about as dangerous as the just mentioned hurricane. Here's the recipe.
     Eric Bana plays the role of Erik Heller. He is a former spy guy, a member of one of those agencies that like to use initials for their names. He had been involved with a project that was  supposed to churn out super-soldiers, like Captain America. They would inject an embryo into a lady's womb and change its DNA to make it more athletic, smarter, more merciless. Cate Blanchett stars as Erik's boss, Marissa Wiegler. She shuts down the program, killing all the people involved. She is a psychotic fiend. Erik escapes with one little girl named, you guessed it, Hanna. He takes her into a snowy wilderness area, far from the haunts of men, and raises her himself. He is her dad, basically, but he teaches her survival skills, martial arts and how to use weapons. Her mission in life is to find and kill Marissa Wiegler, the spy chief who killed her mother.
     This young stripling is only 16, but she is oh-so-deadly. She allows herself to be captured by the spooks, just to kill Marissa. Marissa is a bit too cagey to interview the girl. She sends an agent in her place. Hanna kills her, due to the mistaken identity. Then the game is on as Hanna escapes the top-secret research facility and makes her way across North Africa and Europe. The girl, her Dad and Marissa are on a collision course as all three converge on Berlin, trailing an array of assassins.
     This film is top notch. Wonderful acting by the main stars. Cate Blanchett rocks the screen in a capital imitation of the wicked witch of the west and young Saoirse Ronan does a phenomenal job as Hanna. Fast-paced, action packed and worthy of a 4.5 stars out of 5. I think you'll like it.
     Let me say that I am planning on blogging less. I need to spend more time writing and blogging is a jealous, demanding mistress. Check back often and hey, look back over some of the old stuff. There are over 600 posts and some of them are darn good.
     From the author's green retreat, I'm CE Wills.
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