This summer I am getting all the visits! Cousins and cousin's exes and old old friends and my mom! Okay, so mom visits every summer, but the others not so much. It's lovely to get all these guests, but also a wee shock to my introvert hermit's system. The cats love it, begging for snacks and affections shamelessly. They get the latter, but not the former on account of vet's orders. Poor sods.
The annual St Olav festival is soon upon us, I should get moving on the ticket purchases. Am feeling lazy, though. Tomorrow. Maybe.
The new Spiderman movie is glorious. I have now seen it three times at the cinema, and it was worth all those three times. It brought the fun and laughs back to the MCU (Marvel Cinematic Universe), something it desperately needed after Captain America: Civil War kinda broke the Avengers. (Like the Hulk kinda broke Harlem.) The new Spiderman is so precious. A 15 year old kid, not elegant, not smooth, zero game, utter dork and super sweet. I just want to put him in my pocket, take him home and feed him. The interaction with Tony Stark is also great, and I am very much relieved that it was just enough, not too much. This is Spiderman's movie, after all. And the bad guy, Michael Keaton, oh my word. Fantastic! He's becoming more and more Jack Nicholson-like, in a very good way. The Vulture is a bad guy we can understand and sympathise with, unlike Ultron and Thanos and Red Skull and such. The Vulture is an unpowered human with a very honest grudge, a real background; like the Kindpin from the Daredevil TV series - but more likeable! There are of course also a ton of candy for the fans. I don't follow the comics, but I have seen all the movies and TV series since 2008. And I have read metric craptonnes of fanfic. So yes, I get to notice lovely little non-plotty fan candies, like Principal M*****. ♥