I took myself off to Centennial Park for a walk. If I was in for some serious exercise I would have walked two circuits of the park but I made do with a leisurely stroll around the south-western sector adjacent to the misnamed Entertainment Quarter.
It was like a peak hour stroll. There were hundreds, perhaps thousands, of other walkers, joggers, cyclists, picnickers and horse riders enjoying the facilities. Plenty of eye candy amongst the handsome fathers, brothers and sons - quite a few of whom obligingly wore Lycra shorts for me to ogle at.
The shortened stroll was still reasonable exercise for me and of course sticking close to the EQ opened up the temptation for me to cut across to the Hoyts complex to take in yet another movie. This time the movie was Untraceable.
Diane Lane and Colin Hanks are FBI operatives working in a surveillance unit identifying unlawful activity through the Internet. They race against time to identify who is behind a series of murders shown live on the Internet where the method of murder is hastened in direct relationship to the number of viewers the screening attracts. Billy Burke, playing a policeman yet once more, assists them.
This movie is a modern take on the 1950s B grade movies that featured crazed geniuses wreaking havoc on a community. The sort of movie that in those times used to be the first and lesser film of a double feature program.
There is plenty of impressively incomprehensible dialogue as the Internet experts explain for the hapless audience what is going on and why it is so devious. Mixed in with the jargon occasionally is some really clunky dialogue, the unfortunate Hanks even having to say "It's a jungle out there" at one point.
A modern B grade movie albeit with impressive technology.
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