Snark alert – I’m most definitely snarky today, so you have been warned. For good measure, here’s the snark, free from her cage:

I finally got around to watching War of the Worlds the other night. I know, seven years later.

Okay, don’t throw rotten lettuce, but I was underwhelmed. I didn’t believe any of it. I certainly didn’t believe that Tom Cruise escaped in the first sequence. Is it me or did he do lots o’facial gestures but not much real acting? Lots of lucky dodging and weaving. Overall, I thought it was boring and simply didn’t make a lot of sense in a lot of crucial areas. Plus, I never really cared about the Tom Cruise character or the truculent teenager (been there, done that, have no wish to rinse, repeat). Special effects don’t matter to me if the characters don’t resonate.

But here’s what really bothered me. There’s a little girl in our neighborhood who has this high pitched squeal that she uses whenever she wants to get attention. Take the sound of nails on a chalkboard, an aluminum ice tray opening, and the yowl of cats in heat and roll it all together and it’s still not as annoying as this little girl.

The exact same sound the little girl in the movie makes.

Halfway through the movie, I was hoping she would get eaten. In fact, I found myself talking to the aliens. “She’s in the basement!”

(I know, I know, this isn’t very uplifting or positive of me, is it?)

So, do you have problems suspending your disbelief in certain movies? And do certain character traits drive you batty?

La Snark has now been coaxed back into her cage.