
outside. It’s nice to hear. Yesterday I discovered there were two chicks in the nest outside my window. It hasn’t been warm so I haven’t had to turn on the A/C that they are sitting right next to. By Friday it will be 90 outside so they might have to get used to the noise.
On the weekend I watched this ridiculous movie called Project Hail Mary.

The synopsis is thus, “The story follows Ryland Grace (played by Ryan Gosling), a science teacher who wakes up on a spaceship with amnesia and must save Earth from a dimming sun caused by alien microbes called Astrophage.” Ok, sounds like it could be interesting and it was, but not because it was particularly well put together. It was interesting because it was such an overload of hokey clichéd unsubstantial nonsense.
The original story was a 2021 hard science fiction novel by Andy Weir, which I haven’t read and am unlikely to. I am not going to try and explain what this film was allegedly about, because it borders on the ridiculous, but it is a movie and a work of fiction after all, released in 2026 with all the associated DEI stupidity that modern films have to come with. You can read all about it here if you want.

Some the crew never woke up, just like in the Ape movie
The critics raved about it, and it made $677 million at the Box Office, so it’s probably uncharitable of me to describe it as something that looked like it was put together by a marketing committee, which I suspect it was. Whatever man. The thing was so long (2 1/2 hrs) that I had to watch it over two nights.
My description of it would be – A nerdy school teacher is reluctantly thrust into space by a DEI committee of world leaders put together by the United Nations to save the earth from extinction. 100 years into the journey he wakes up on the space ship where he instantly becomes a super genius for no reason at all. It’s a (insert desolate lost in space style movie cliche here) on it’s way to some distant sun.
On the way there his ship is “captured” by an alien space ship piloted by an animated wise cracking pet rock. (Yes that’s actually what happens) The rest of the movie degenerates into an inane human/pet rock bro buddy “quest” movie, which by the way, makes zero sense in any way shape or form.

The sets were good, I’ll give it that.
Ah, it’s easy to be critical I know. Good luck to them. We can all do without the diversity and inclusion however, and it always creeps in somewhere. Oh, I almost forgot to mention the product placement of Bud Lite, the tranny beer that everyone hated on to the point of almost extinction a while ago, is trying to claw it’s way back into public favor via this film. Not today Satan.
Good Day