The Matrix Revolutions

Watching the final installment of the trilogy was hard to take in with all the ruckus from the back row of late comers. Action was even harder to take with all the stopping of the heart trying so hard to keep up with the flying sentinels/machines and spent shell casings. Disappointing in the finality of it, a satisfying end. The train station that was not Mobil Ave looked like it might have been the tiles and tunnels of Museum station. Potato shanks and chicken flanks following it seemed to go by pretty quick. Sucked down with nary a second to breathe. Jowls full of semi-digested food nearly stopped all incoming air.

Soon Van

Tuesday, 11 November 2003 - 11:52

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