My folks babysat Cooper Saturday night so Lisa and I could take in a movie and go out to dinner. We saw Casino Royale, which in my humble opinion, is the best Bond film since On Her Majesty's Secret Service (which, despite Telly Savalas' Blofeld, was a really good Bond film). Sean Connery will never be replaced, but this movie's handling of the Bond genre was very authentic. It was far from the cartoonish blockbusters of the last, well, thirty years. There's an extensive gymnastic chase scene involving people leaping from very, very tall cranes that had my palms sweating.
On the flipside, we saw RV on DVD with my parents, which definitely trumped Wedding Crashers as biggest pile of crap I've seen lately.
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