Finally saw Lincoln.

Finally saw Lincoln.

My dad panned it.

I planned to like it, just because he didn't.

Alas, I have not managed to like this movie.

Here's what I wrote to dad:

( Re: Lincoln. Sir, I think I dislike this movie even more than you do. This is not a good movie. This is a bad movie dignified by great performances. )

Time wasted in exposition prevented any real character development of the people who fought for and against the 13th Amendment, reducing them to caricature. Unfortunately, the arm-twisting and their strange mixed motives comprised the actual story line. At the end, I didn't know these people, or care who voted yea or nay, and, as I did kinda know how the vote would go, there was nothing to care about. I started playing Castleville.

And then came the galloping shambles of the, yes, dad, you're right, endings (plural) of the story. But at the time I was building a cathedral in Castleville, the game required me to put a river where I didn't want one to go, and I needed five more planks to rebuild grandma's house. No doubt one or another of those endings was riveting.

I bet the book's great.