If I were going to say it in Minion-speak, I would say, “Bwayno! Eebee da Minion apatoy tu La Mancha! King Bob!” Which sums up my entire movie review. So, there. Now I am done.
This is my lame attempt at copyright infringement… also known as “fan art”.
Seriously the movie is a non-stop slapstick and funny-punny carnival ride. And Bob is featured in this movie as the over-eager, reluctant adventurer who eventually becomes the rightful King of England. (Oops! I had promised myself to write no spoilers that weren’t in Minion-speak. Oh, well… Oopsie, again!)
So now you know why I posted such a pitiful excuse for a humor post yesterday… I took my family to the movies. Did you know the Minion language uses Tagalog words? My wife and in-laws are from the Philippines, so they recognized a number of Tagalog and Spanish words. They didn’t much get the jokes, though. The humor was apparently too sophisticated… or they were. They did appreciate all the nice explosions, though.
So, another lame humor post today… two in a row, in fact… because I was busy yesterday and lazy today. And don’t accuse me of building up to things by dropping hints about what I am going to be writing about next in today’s post. I am definitely not doing that because I am too busy now with Snow Babies, having got it back from the editor this morning with a number of revisions to make. I am working on those revisions this afternoon. So don’t bug me about it. Wait… wrong cliche for a comedy romance novel about freezing to death. How about, don’t snow on my parade? No? Oh, well… goofy is as goofy does. Go see the movie. It’s goofy. And if you’ve already seen it, then see it again. Slapstick jokes about losing your pants never get old.
This is what my Minions picture would’ve looked like in the 1960’s when the world was black and white.
Catch a Falling Star 