In Which Your Humble Blogger would probably keep the part about the tontine, but honestly, that could go, too.
In Which Your Humble Blogger as usual fails to actually report on the subject of the report.
In Which Your Humble Blogger does not turn out to be the hero of this tale.
In Which Your Humble Blogger doesn't make any Shaboygen jokes, but regrets the omission.
In Which Your Humble Blogger does not spoil the plot or the tone of the movie, or improve it for that matter.
In Which Your Humble Blogger says "Oh, my" to the screen.
In Which Your Humble Blogger could also probably talk about how the Republican Party jokes have aged, which… anyway.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is could also write a whole note about the tragic waste of Liz Shaw, but it would just be a global replace for Martha Jones (or Yaz).
In Which Your Humble Blogger didn't set out to watch three heist movies in a week, but after the first two, thought that perhaps the third time would be the proverbial.
In Which Your Humble Blogger is a cranky old man, but not The Cranky Old Man. Not the definite article.
