World War Z review (SPOILERS) revised

A month ago when my siblings were in bed, my parents took me into the TV room to see my first horror/zombie movie. World War Z; Based on the novel by Max Brooks. I'm kidding I just started to read the book and the movie zero resemblance to the movie, ZERO! They only got the title, and nothing else. What a way of good source material. The book is a recollection of survivor stories from around the world, not one character. Also you know how Jerusalem fell in the movie. Well not in the book. Even though it's 100% inaccurate it makes up for it with a mixture of and dynamite action and suspense that kept you on the edge of your seat. The characters were well put together. It said to have many production issues yet somehow it made millions and good reviews. The main reason I like this film is because how it started my love of zombie pop culture. My verdict is Dynamite for being a decent living dead film with thrilling action suspense, scenes and more

Striking a Whopper Achievement

I'm really sorry I'm overdue; I was just so caught up with the summer, Seminary and the school days. In July I saw a documentary with my family about the Great Slave Lake ice road. it was quite interesting. In August my dad announced my mother and sister would be going to Hawaii; leaving the boys in Alberta. BUT NOT THIS TIME!! Instead my dad booked Me, My brother, my grandpa and himself on a flight to YELLOWKNIFE, N.W.T, and I was so hyped up for the trip! We took a nice flight to the north, and we're greeted with the smell of wildfire smoke, arrived at a hotel, ate at a restaurant named Bullock's Bistro (which had a lot of character, and great whitefish.) After that we looked at the nice homes to be found at the Old Town peninsula. The next day we headed over to the legislature. The building was made of zinc, while our legislature is old stone. Next we headed over to Bullock's Bistro, which had a lot of character as my dad explained. After eating some whitefish we settled in for the night. The next day was big!!! We were on a fishing rip in Great Slave Lake. We got a boat driver and headed of to an island in the lake and practiced. Within minutes I got the first catch of the day (or in my whole life!) Dad and Grandpa followed with their own pike shortly after, but it was Grayson how the biggest pike (for the 'practice round' to be exact.) After moving offshore I soon caught the first one we were going to eat. The size was bigger than what was caught earlier but Grayson soon answered with a larger one My luck changed for the better as I was hauling in fish after fish and Grayson replied with a demand to switch spots (I don't know what was in his head at the time and I did kill a couple n the process.) We landed on another island gut the fish and eat them and Grayson was holding the heart THAT WAS STILL BEATING! After that it was reaching the last stages But in the final minutes of the adventure I struck a whopper. I saw 42-incher and a bigger one behind it (but it was too late,) and I did reel it in even with my skinny and long arms (sadly we released it anyway.) The next day involved a hike around the old ice road where the truckers haul in vital cargo and took a picture and the mine that was bombed. It followed the next day with viewing art galleries and a trip to the dancing moose and sadly that was the end of our trip.