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A Few Flakes and The Shadow Recruit

    Hey, everyone. We have been without power for a lengthy time and I am glad to have rejoined the current century, as far as tech goes. In my area, there was a massive amount of downed trees but things are mostly copacetic (Old term for cool.) as we speak. I hate sitting in the dark, even if I am reading The Clash of Kings. For several nights, I read while in bed, which I never do, and was very happy to have the back-lit screen. I mean, Abe Lincoln must have really strained his eyes, reading by the light of a fireplace.
     Hey, it is Valentine's Day, here in the states. This holiday was invented by marketers but it is a nice gesture when heartfelt, sharing your love with whomever. As a token of my dedication to the merits of love, I did something nice for my car today, which I'll tell you about shortly.
     I have been writing a new western book. It started with a real bang, but I have been doing other things for a few days. I went to see Jack Ryan, Shadow Recruit, back before the weather-related travails.The critics didn't care for it but I liked it. It is the story of a young Jack Ryan (Chris Pine), who is recruited by Thomas Harper (Kevin Costner) to work as an analyst for the CIA. Jack has been working as a stock broker and has a knack for spotting unscrupulous activities.
     For instance, Jack believes that villains are planning on performing a terrorist attack on America, then manipulating a run on U.S. Banks in order to crash our economy.
     Costner sends Jack to Russia, in hopes that he can stop the nefarious scheme. What he doesn't count on is Ryan's fiance, Cathy Muller (Keira Knightley), popping up and becoming part of the solution... or problem.
     This is a good flick and I think you'll like it, despite the critics.
        Just last week I saw another movie that the critics didn't like and the regular people did like. It was pretty horrible. Depressing, sad, gross, to mention a few things. I won't say the name of this show, because I really can't think of anything, much, good to say about it. A bunch of folks doubtless worked hard on it and I'd hate to hurt their feelings. It wasn't like the acting was bad, because it wasn't. It was great. Whatever. The characters were compelling. It was so darn slow and tedious. They shared some stuff which I wish they hadn't shared.
     Hey, do you remember when I told you guys about getting into an argument with my car concerning Cameron Diaz? I fulfilled my promise to the car and bought a DVD this evening at Wal-Mart. It is titled The Counselor and my car was wanting to see the part where the girl is sort-of dancing on the windshield. So, I have to take a DVD player to the garage and play this movie for my car. I gave my word and all that. I plan to just start the movie, then leave, giving the rascal some privacy with his 'dream girl'. I do wonder about the age restrictions of this movie. My car is only a few years old. Of course, car years are more like dog years...
     From the author's green retreat, this is C.E. Wills.

     
     
    

    
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