My First Movie Review

And probably my last one, since this is not really one of my strong points.  However, yesterday morning I was scrolling thru the hundreds of movie choices I get from my FireStick TV, a recent purchase from Amazon.com, and I found one called “Lifted”.  Now you will understand why this is both a first and last review, because I neglected to note the studio, producer, even the actors involved in this movie, remembering only that it is available with the Amazon FireStick on one of the apps that accompany this device.

I don’t usually do commercials or endorse any particular product over another but I’,m here to tell you that device was one of the best things I ever ordered.  And just think about this, if a 75 year old disabled woman can install it on her plain Jane TV without any help, just think what an able bodied person an do!  I’m also not getting paid for this, so don’t buy it because you think it might help me in any way..  I just love to share good things with other people so consider this my shared gift for the day.

So, back to the movie—it is filled with music, based on a true story about a young boy who wins the Alabama State Singers contest/award, and I would have to watch it again to be sure that is even the name of the contest.  It takes place during the Afghanistan/Iraq war, a period  I would rather forget, the music is a genre I personally don’t care that much for, and take my word for this — you will need a couple boxes of tissue by the end.  And this lack of information is the reason I can’t write reviews.  About all I can do is tell everyone to give it a try.  I’m not even sure if it has ever been in the theaters yet, but since I am a person of discriminating taste not a theater goer, (problems with the sound being too loud there) I just don’t keep up with things like that.  So, this is the way I make a short story something that requires a commitment from my readers to finish, and why I will NEVER be any good as a movie reviewer.  Fortunately, I have never even considered movie reviewing as a career choice.

The above photos are some of my favorites, Panther Creek Park –one of my favorite places near Highway 81, where I almost grew up one day when I forgot to look, a quilt made from my Mom’s shirts and tops after she passed away three years ago, my very first ever grandchild, Alan, now a dad himself, my son Mike, daughter-in-love Janette, and sons Logan and Noah, a repeat of that one, grandson Noah, and yep, the last one is me!  Taken a long time ago, and while I still had my guitar.  Made the mistake of letting my older son take it at a time when he was taking lessons, and now can’t get it back.  Oh well, I have my memories — at least occasionally.

Ya’ll have a great rest of this Labor Day weekend.  I’m gonna get some needlework done!

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