Must… resist… cliché… title…

Went to see The Incredibles last night, in the cultural epicentre that is the new Cambridge Leisure Park: essentially The Junction surrounded by new stuff like a multiplex, bowling alley, hotel and sundry chain restaurants (Pizza Hut, Frankie and Benny’s).

The cinema was large and luxurious (including seats that don’t spring up, and leg room) but almost empty and consequently, unfortunately, lacking in atmosphere.

No complaints about the film itself. As someone who spent summer holidays rewatching yer late-Connery early-Moore Bond classics daily with his brother (“I godda brudder”), who devoured superhero comics like Fantastic Four and X-Men (I’ve met Stan Lee, you know), and who thinks anything that emerges from the aura that surrounds John Lasseter is gold dust, I was never going to be disappointed.

Avaragado’s rating: Five clumps of perfectly rendered hair.


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