Yeah, I know - Puerto Rico details to come!
Quick interjection: Supa peeped Miami Vice this weekend.
Supa was sooo looking forward to this flic. For the usual reasons: She's an 80's child. Loved the original Miami Vice series. And she gets orgasmic anytime director Michael Mann works his magic on the big screen. Like, Heat and Collateral are among her top ten favorite movies list. So yeah. Supa was hella excited. And guess what.
I hated it. (hated it!) Big fucking yawner. Mediocre acting, implausible storyline, deficient back story and character development, uhhh, in layman's terms, the shit was craptastic. And it had nothing to do with the theater being so packed that we had to sit in the second row and could only concentrate on one area of the screen at a time. No. Wasn't it. It was just boring. And the suspension of belief was just too much to ask. I mean, who jumps on a yacht in Miami and zips off to Cuba simply to have a mojito and dance at da club? Okay, that's a helluva balla move, but whatever. Just no. Michael Mann, you owe Supa big time.
That is all. Carry on.
PR exploits on the way!!!