Taking a sick day on a Friday sometimes gets the sick-ee a hard look from the workplace. Some folks figure the sick-ee is just angling for a three day weekend, while a few others just notice the work that's been added to their day because my throat is swollen shut and my temperature hit the 102 mark.
That's why I rarely take sick days, and the reason I stay in bed most times I do. (That and, of course, the fact that I'm a real baby when I'm sick.)
Fantastic Four: Rise Of The Silver Surfer kills the time between doses of NyQuil!
I didn't care for the first F4 flick. I prefer my heroes to have more of an edge, to be conflicted in some ways. The Fantastic Four have never really been anti-heroes, and the first film played out as more camp than drama.
And so did the sequel. It's fluff, and light. Camp, but with pretty cool special effects. Surfer isn't a film I'd enjoy on a average night of flick catching. But as a salve to my worst-flu-ever symptoms, it ain't bad at all!