My brother and I are standing outside the Giant, Improved Cinema-World, when he turns to me and says, "Rogue super spies, or sky-pirates in blimps?"
He knows me so well -- I have a weakness for movies with air-ships. Give me a movie with witches, swordplay and air-ships -- there's no contest.
Stardust it was.
Good movie. It actually has a plot, and the Bad Guys are Bad, the Good Guys aren't, and the Good Guys win.
Advance warning: the plot is heavily romance-driven which may cause some uneasiness on the part of any stray Neanderthals, but there's more than enough humour, hocus-pocus and stray thumpings to make up for any perceived mooshy-ness.
If you didn't enjoy The Princess Bride, then this movie probably isn't for you. If you did enjoy it, go see Stardust.
Michelle Pfeiffer was deliciously evil, Bobby DeNiro appeared to be having a monumentally good time with his role, the kids were earnest without being stiff and the extras were well into the spirit of things.
This one gets the LawDog Paw of Approval.