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National Treasure
Mar. 5th, 2008 02:39 pmI don't usually talk about movies. But last night Terry and I went to see National Treasure. Partly because we had enjoyed the first one, and partly because we had so terribly much other stuff to do that there wasn't even a place to start.
So, because of the great love that I bear in my heart for all of you, I'm going to tell you just what the movie is about. You see, on his way to shoot President Lincoln (in 1865), John Wilkes Booth stopped off at a tavern to ask the great puzzle-meister Thomas Gates to figure out a coded message. So Gates figures the message, figures Booth is a bad guy, gets killed, and tries to destroy the treasure map. Which is found in modern day DC and proves to be a clue to a statue in Paris built in 1876 which references a pair of desks built in 1880 that hold clues to a treasure map.
Is anyone feeling disjointed yet?
So the treasure map is related to a Spanish slave who was shipwrecked in the 1500s on the coast of Florida, saved the life of a tribal chief, was taken to see the golden city of Cibola, and then returned to his ship in Florida. (Hmm, shipwrecked, returned to his ship, hmm). Now it turns out the treasure map is written in Olmec (or "Native American" as they sometimes refer to it) a language that only five or six people in the whole world happen to know. And the Olmec treasure city happens to be in - wait for it - South Dakota! I guess by the time our Spanish slave got back from his trip to South Dakota, it's not surprising there were more ships waiting.
One wonders sincerely if they did all this on purpose in an attempt to be as screwy as possible, or if they just didn't notice, or if they thought WE wouldn't notice? And the really sad part? It was a fun movie.
So, because of the great love that I bear in my heart for all of you, I'm going to tell you just what the movie is about. You see, on his way to shoot President Lincoln (in 1865), John Wilkes Booth stopped off at a tavern to ask the great puzzle-meister Thomas Gates to figure out a coded message. So Gates figures the message, figures Booth is a bad guy, gets killed, and tries to destroy the treasure map. Which is found in modern day DC and proves to be a clue to a statue in Paris built in 1876 which references a pair of desks built in 1880 that hold clues to a treasure map.
Is anyone feeling disjointed yet?
So the treasure map is related to a Spanish slave who was shipwrecked in the 1500s on the coast of Florida, saved the life of a tribal chief, was taken to see the golden city of Cibola, and then returned to his ship in Florida. (Hmm, shipwrecked, returned to his ship, hmm). Now it turns out the treasure map is written in Olmec (or "Native American" as they sometimes refer to it) a language that only five or six people in the whole world happen to know. And the Olmec treasure city happens to be in - wait for it - South Dakota! I guess by the time our Spanish slave got back from his trip to South Dakota, it's not surprising there were more ships waiting.
One wonders sincerely if they did all this on purpose in an attempt to be as screwy as possible, or if they just didn't notice, or if they thought WE wouldn't notice? And the really sad part? It was a fun movie.
