Singular and I attended a showing at the local gigamegadupleplex (tickets: $9 if you can get them, better show up an hour or two before) of The Crocodile Hunter: Collision Course. It was fantastic! Steve and Terri Irwin's lives are interesting enough, just imagine The Movie. They didn't really act, the movie's events just sort of happen to them as they film an episode of Croc Files, so the reality-hook draws you in.

The CIA who are trying to get the croc that Steve is rescuing do a background check on Steve, and point out that he's worked in many areas of political strife and war. He's like a reptile rescue commando, going into war-torn areas like East Timor and wrangling the noble beasts that are threatened there. Whatta guy. He made a buncha millions just being himself, and he just spends it all on buying conservation land. How can you not like this guy?

An added thrill of the movie was 1.5 hours of the hottest couple on TV outside of Weekend Update. Steve's got that rougish innocence, and at one point in the movie Terri unsheathes her massive 21-inch guns, as seen at right. If they come to Chicago, I'm rentin' me a croc costume! Raaaah! ;)