Dinoshark and other Poor Decisions

Hello, friends! I hope this post finds you well. I am doing as well as can be—after having a go at Dinoshark, that is. I watched about fifteen minutes of it (which was about 14 minutes too many), before I called it quits. Let’s just say that I won’t be recommending that one any time soon.

When I got Dinoshark in the mail, I was a bit surprised. I hadn’t updated my queue in some time and I didn’t realize that stinker was bumped to the top. Yeah, I have no one to blame but myself for that, but still it was an unwelcome discovery.


Now I wont’ say that I had high hopes for the film—but let’s just say I had hope. Hope that it would be good-bad. Hope that it would combine two of my fears (dinosaurs and fish/open water) into a deliciously thrilling romp. Hope that the actors could at least deliver a line somewhat convincingly. I was mistaken.


I sealed that puppy back in the bright, red envelope faster than the next bikini-clad actress could be dinner for the ancient predator.


Perhaps I’ve finally learned my lesson. I’m going to whittle down my queue to movies/shows that I’ll actually watch (as opposed to something that I feel I’m supposed to enjoy) and remove several of the good-bad movies in my queue.


So, tonight I took the hatchet to the old queue. At the time I wrote this post, I had 468 DVDs in my queue. I cut away the excess to reveal the new total of…. (da da da da!!!!):


Netflix Queue: 199


Thanks for reading and have a fabulous day! 🙂

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