Friday, January 17, 2003
The weekend is here at last, thank goodness.
Does anyone ever play that song by the Easybeats any more? Or the David Bowie version? Pity.
Tonight, seeing The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers for the second time - and hopefully, in better seats than the first. I'm still massaging my neck over sitting in the first 3 rows, and watching Orcs fly like tennis balls across the screen. Now, that's a movie well worth the price of admission - it's rare these days to find a film that'll make jaded cyber-weary adults grin like kindergarteners! If the current crop of celluloid dross is any indication, January is the worst month ever if you're looking for a tantalizing new release; better to re-watch a good one on the big screen while it's still showing.
And skip the popcorn. Limp, oily movie popcorn has got to be the world's biggest scam - the corn and oil must cost no more than a few pennies per serving, yet they're charging upward of 5 dollars for a bucket of the stuff. Madness! Let's all boycott the cinema popcorm barons, and smuggle bags of (much tastier and cheaper) microwave popcorn into the theaters. That'll show 'em. Of course, the only way they probably make their profits these days is on exorbitantly-overpriced concessions. They should spare us the misery and just put donation boxes outside the theater.
Kangaroo Jack, anyone? That movie will definitely revitalize Jerry O'Connell's career as a thesp. Not.
Okay, enough b*tching for now. Have a delightful weekend, and don't forget to clean your chimneys.
