The Myth

Well I finally got to see another film at the Toronto International Film Festival. It was a lovely evening, with great weather and busy (but not too busy) crowds. The first gala was The Matador, starring Greg Kinnear and Pierce Brosnan. It seems to have been well received. The second film was the world premier of The Myth with Jackie Chan. There was good ticket availability for both films, so I was able to see the last film at the end of my volunteer shift.

The Myth seemed like an odd combination, with Jackie Chan's entertaining choreography and the writer from Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. That's the way it played out too, great physical stunts and gags interspersed with heavy Chinese mythology, centering around the tomb of Emperor Qin. Unfortunately the two didn't meld together particularly well, and Jackie doesn't have the range to carry off the more emotional scenes. A fun outing though, because Jackie's stunts are inspired (the glue factory fight alone is worth the price of admission). Some great locations too. Just leave as Jackie arrives at the mausoleum to spare yourself the lousy computer graphics and incomprehensible cultural references.

Of course I'm still reeling from the events of this morning. Tonight Jade replied to her sister's text messages, so it's clear that she's not dead. She doesn't seem to think she's done anything particularly wrong, but she does want to be left alone. I guess she is trying to manufacture her own myth...

Listening to: Four Seasons In One Day by Crowded House from Woodface.