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Movie Review: 17 Again
Ok, I admit it. The only reason why I wanted to see this was because of Zac Efron. I loved him in Hairspray, which is an awesome movie overall albeit seen on an airplane, and I have been sucked in with all the tweens into seeing this one.
It’s a bit of fun, with some good laughs and lessons that Oprah Winfrey would be proud of.
Unfortunately, it’s also another movie that links popularity with being happy. To be a teen in America is something I’ll never really know about.

Scene from 17 Again
Restaurant Review: Café Pica
*Sigh!*
There was nothing about this café located in the Porirua MegaCentre that made me enjoy my first, and definitely my only, visit.
All the doors were left open and you could see the cold wintery breeze pushing dustballs across the icy floors. It was uncomfortable despite being a few feet from the fire place.
The food was just bad. It wasn’t even average.
The girls had pancakes with banana, bacon and a choice of maple syrup or “orange syrup”. I chose the orange syrup because it sounded interesting but what come on the plate looked and tasted like watery orange juice…
The pancakes weren’t even home made – WHAT!? Looked like they were layered with cheap bacon and banana and microwaved till the banana was a chewy grey. Tasteless. It didn’t help that we only got a wee amount of fresh cream and syrup. Ms Constantine asked for more maple syrup for the both of us and we both agreed the maple syrup was watered down and tasted a bit off.
The boys had a cooked breakfast – you know, the typical bacon, eggs, sausage, hashbrown, tomato and toast. How hard can that be? Just as hard as pancakes it turns out.
The “toast” was not toasted – WHAT!? It was just a thick slice of plain cold bread. The poached eggs were overdone – eww! The half tomato was hard and uncooked. The bacon was again the cheap type, and looked like it was just heated rather than grilled. The “lemon hollandaise” as it says on the menu was nowhere to be seen.
The best thing apparently was the hashbrown, which Café Pica claimed was their own. Not even! It was one of those preshaped triangular things that you buy frozen in bulk. Thankfully it wasn’t home made as it might have tasted as bad as everything else.
If you can make a better breakfast at home on a Sunday morning, then something is seriously wrong with the café. Pancakes and cooked breakfasts are not fancy pants food!
Not going back, ever.
(I just looked online and saw all the reviews for Café Pica on MenuMania were just as bad – so I added another one.)
Movie Review: He’s Just Not That Into You
It’s taken me a while to watch this movie, mainly to spare the husband from yet another chick flick.
However, I’m glad I watched it with him, and it was’t at all as unbearable as I thought it might be.
I was thinking it was another men-are-bastards (let’s throw stones at them) type of movie that was all one-sided. But I think it was evenly split, and explores a handful of scenarios that make love so complicated for us humans.
The line up of stars is rather impressive. Ben Affleck’s character Neil reminded me of my own husband Neil. Besides the name, he’s always getting stuck with dishes and other chores at family affairs – of course I help him too because I’m nice as well :)
He’s Just Not That Into You is overall a fun, feel-good movie. with eye-candy for all.

Scene from He's Just Not That Into You movie
Movie Review: Brüno
Oh deary me!
After having seen Borat, I knew I was in for more themes and scenes that push the boundaries of public cinema.
Some might think it’s sick and stupid, but I think Brüno is hilarious! Rarely do you laugh out loud and get teary-eyed for most of a movie. I laughed so much I was getting short-breathed, but that’s expected of a pregnant woman. (I wouldn’t recommend heavily pregnant women with weak bladders to watch this movie though!)
I haven’t really looked into how much and what was staged, but I have to admit that Sacha Baron Cohen has got some balls.
Just like Borat, a lot of the humour relied on the closed-mindedness of people. I am lucky that I live in New Zealand where issues such as homosexuality do not flare such public rage.
If you’re not a homophobe and have no issues with any form of obscenity then you’ll enjoy Brüno.
Your king Osama looks like a dirty wizard or a homeless Santa.

Brüno and OJ
