A Non-Chick Flick.

VL asked me this week if I wanted to go see X-Men 3 in the theatre.  I was surprised by her choice, which really was a non-choice because they only really have one American film playing at any given period of time.  I had thought she'd go for some chick-flick, but then again VL did tell me that she doesn't really identify with too much of the girly.

As for me, I had just finished watching Pride and Prejudice a few days earlier.  I rather like the sublime, in which the protagonist (esp. a heroine) either comes to realize an unmet potential or has a coming of age.  And secretly I'm a sucker for those lines like Mr. Darcy's 'you've captured me body and soul...'  Haha.  That's as much as I'll admit to.

Anyhow, X-Men 3...I carefully combed the critics' reviews beforehand so that I knew what I was getting in to.  I have some memory of watching the first one, but of course I don't remember what happened.  I think just watching the movie yields its own entertainment value...but I happen to be of the variety that needs meaning for my satisfaction, so there I was sitting in our nice VIP plush La-Z-Boy-esque seats and searching for the sublime.  Came up with one that still sticks in my mind a few days later...that being submission.  There is a prevailing theme of control in the movie--the villains fighting against the loss of any such control over their lives.  This contrasted with my recent reading of the Ap. Paul whose life he lived in the body was not lived for himself but for Him who gave Himself up for him (note the caps).

I've known for awhile that I, too, am a mutant here.  My special powers?  I'm still getting to know them.  But submitted to the mutant Authority I'm realizing my potential.

Got my 50 RMB's worth out of that one.