NATIONAL TREASURE: BOOK OF SECRETS by Frank Palmcoast

When he's not watching, with beads of sweat, his fellow, legally blind, senior citizens parallel park, Frank Palmcoast is catching seven dollar movies at the local multiplex from sunny Pompano Beach, Florida. He's retired, he's angry at the world, he can't spell to save his life, and he hates Hollywood almost as much as Hilary Clinton, but that will not stop our irreverent, dementia fightin', AARP card carrying everyman from giving us a fresh take on all things Hollyweird. Besides, how can he pass up that marvelous senior citizen discount?

With the new "National Treasure" sequel bringing in a heafty 45 million at the box office this weekend, our legendary film critic of The Palm Aire Gazzette - Frank Palmcoast, fights off Floridian dementia with his take no prisoners look at this latest Nick Cage film.

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I must say firstly, I hope and pray no al Quaeda saw this movie because the only thing easier than breaking into the President's Oval office is kidnapping the president. The movie sucked, was extremely predictable, boringggg and really far fetched.What a cast: Toupee Cage, Jon Voight, Helen Mirren, Ed Harris and Harver Keitel---they all must have needed the money for Christmas gifts! This sequel expects us to believe another tremendous treasure is in the United States--how many other treasure are buried all these years---ridiculous! I'd love to see old Nick do a movie hairless! He not only has bad hair but bad jokes. All I can say is, if you go Christmas shopping at the mall, and after your done and you think about going to see a movie playing at the mall, don't go see this movie. Go watch TV or take a crap. I must give a warning: If you see this movie, it may ruin your life!

PS: forgot to mention, at the end of this movie, the President fixes a parking ticket for one of the characters--guess he doesn't have much else to do!