Kind of like being trapped in a snowglobe that some nasty kid opened up and peed in.

Oh, and it’s oily and stinks too.

I’ve stopped trying to eat supper while watching the wonderful BBC series ‘MI-5′. Unrelenting suspense resulted in tension headaches two nights in a row, plus the cast interviews gave away another killing off of a key character.

So it was that I sat down to a warming bowl of rib stew and a bunch of hybrid pirate/sea creatures. Long movie. I’d truly forgotten almost everything about the first one except the zombies.

Since I generally work through breakfast and lunch, dinner means it’s time to shift the mind to idle. After a while, I was somewhat amused by the premise of a wind-up kraken. Then I wondered how different ‘The Matrix’ would have been if the Oracle had been played by Naomie Harris. Were Johnny Depp’s kids frightened by his Tortuga many-eyed makeup if he allowed them to watch this? Mostly I kept saying, ‘Is this an extra-long movie?’