Mongol, The Movie

I had a hot date tonight. Strolling through downtown Ann Arbor, arm and arm, my Grandma and I went to the movies.

On Wednesday, I saw that a movie called Mongol about the rise of Ghengis (actually we translate that wrong, it's Chinggis!) Khan was playing at the Michigan Theater in A^2. I know I had to see it, to see if what I experienced would translate into Hollywood.

On the whole, Grandma and I enjoyed the movie, but Hollywood (or should I say the German/Russian/Mongolian film producers) did dramatize the plot a bit for 1206 C.E. Of course, the scenery was fantastic-- stunning Mongolia as always. The story also did a good job of portraying the tough, unforgiving climate and culture, too.

I just hope the people in front of me didn't hear my gasps of excitement every time I heard a Mongolian word I recognized! Oochlaarai ('excuse me')!