So… I went to the tournament. I discovered that it was “restricted” after I got there, which meant that all of the older figures I had gone to the trouble of locating were unusable for this event. Great. Fortunately, I still had plenty of options from the recent releases to use. I went with:

I wound up going 0-3, but I got the “Fellowship” prize: Crispus Allen. Besides the Grodd LE, this was one I’d really hoped to get. Mission: Accomplished.

I met up with SaraRules and Logan and we headed off to see Punisher: War Zone.

We knew beforehand that it was going to be bad. We just didn’t know “how” bad.
Holy.
Cow.
This was a horrible movie.
The low end of the “Cool World-Long Kiss Goodnight” Scale bad:

  • Cinematography: BAD.
  • Direction (such as it was): BAD
  • Acting: Three guesses, first two don’t count. (Hint: BAD)
  • Dialogue: Laughably BAD

The action scenes were… *consults with SaraRules*… good, but VERY over-the-top in a hyper-realized comic book way.

We wound up MST3K-ing this movie about halfway through it. And that didn’t even help. I think that the only thing that might – and even this may be a stretch – help this movie would be either:

  1. Making a drinking game out of the movie
  2. Being drunk before seeing the movie

We took a bullet for you guys by seeing this. You should be thanking us. Profusely.

After the movie, SaraRules and I went to Cafe Med for dinner. As usual, the food was delicious. There was a young lady on the far side of the restaurant who apparently found a great many things in her dinner conversation amusing, as she laughed a lot. A whole lot. Loudly. No… “boisterously” would be a much better way of putting it.

All-in-all, it was a good day.