What else can one say, Duke moves on!

That aside, G has been working like a dog – essentially the past 21 days straight – to finish a project that is now behind him. To celebrate, we headed down to the Le Meridien King Edward on the weekend to recover. We had a lovely executive suite and made the most of the Royal Club Lounge (the King Eddy certainly must lose money during our visits as we eat and drink ourselves silly in the lounge all on their dime). The staff in the Lounge now actually know us, which probably isn’t good. But gosh, we get treated great when we visit.

1) the bedroom, and; 2) living room and dinning room in our suite

3) this week’s lunches is brought to you by roasted veggies

P.S. I Love You

P.S. I Love You could have gone one of two ways. The title and story scream a soppy | sappy | sobby (take your pick) film full of cliches and a constant hope someone put the leads out of their misery and end the film already. Granted, P.S. I Love You does tread this path in a couple places, but it is saved thanks to good writing (with kudos to Cecilia Ahern’s novel and director Richard LaGravenese’s screenplay), better acting (with thanks to Gerald Butler [who does sing, be warned] and Hilary Swank [who tries to sing, be warned], and perhaps best of all by LaGravenese’s approach to the story that is a little tongue-in-cheek and lighthearted. That approach worked well for me considering the film follows a widow who continues receiving letters and gifts from her dead Irish husband long after he meets his end. My rating for making this film more than just a common post script, 7 out of 10. 


Observe and Report
Written (and I use that term very loosely here) and directed by Jody Hill, Observe and Report is an ultimately meaningless film starring Seth Rogen as Ronnie Barnhardt, a police academy wannabe with issues who takes his job as mall cop too seriously. Rogen deserves better and while he may have been going for a Robin Williams crossover aka One Hour Photo, the sheer stupidity of the film and inane plot, made worse by gratuitous violence, warrants a shaming of all involved. This is no Paul Blart: Mall Cop and has about as much humour as a vigliante lynching. Avoid. My rating 0 out of 10.


All that glitters is not gold sums up this film pretty succinctly. Patently formulistic, it is little more than a vehicle for Mariah Carey to play, well,  herself. Big stretch, I know. The script is a chorus of cliches that sees Billie Frank (Carey) head to an orphanage after her smoking mother (Valarie Pettiford) very nearly burns the house down; sees Billie identified as a singer with potential by Dice (Max Beesley), a New York City DJ with cache; sees Billie fall in love with Dice and sacrifice career for her friends; sees Billie … well, you get the gist. Directed by Vondie Curtis-Hall, who clearly needs to head back to directing school, Glitter is a brutal, brittle film, albeit with good singing by Mariah. My rating 3 out of 10.


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2 Responses to Duke

  1. ElusiveWords says:

    What a great way to recover after working 21 days straight!

  2. Fatcat723 says:

    I would love to recover at King Edward!! I have not seen any of these movies and not sure I want too.

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