Showing posts with label movies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label movies. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Wanderings and Such...


Lately, I have come to cherish any "free time;" the demands of work, both my real job and home business, have left me with so little time to spare. I have been able to squeeze a few movies in with my son and spouse, though. During previews at one of the movies, I found myself scratching my head during one and heavily salivating during another.
Which ones you ask? Let us start with the movie I believe to be completely idiotic, Repo Men. The movies' premise is that our society will digress from a somewhat moral and ethical one to a society of murder, when you fall behind on bill paying. Seriously?? I am to believe that our future society will become like that of the mafia? I am to believe that organ recipients, who fall behind on their payments to the hospital or company that provided it, will be murdered and the organ will then be repossessed?? Seriously?? I am left wondering the following: What is done with those repossessed organs? Are they reissued (EWWW!!)? What is the blood born pathogen contamination rate for those reused organs? Is there a discount for a used organ? Murder is now acceptable, because they had it coming?
It just sounds completely ridiculous. Seriously Hollywood, this crap is the best new idea for a movie? The person who thought of this storyline should be slapped for insulting our intelligence.

The second movie preview made my mouth water, to the point that I felt I may drool. My inner nerd was awakened when I saw clips from Clash of the Titans. The special effects look incredible. In the 6th grade, I studied Greek mythology, and fell in love with the story, The Adventures of Perseus. The son of Zeus is raised as a mortal and is given an impossible task to complete. How he completes the task, the help he receives from the Gods, and the adventures after the task is completed make this story amazing. When I saw the 1980 or 1981 movie version I could not get enough of it. The actors taking on the roles for the new movie look equally incredible. I am highly anticipating the movie release date of 4/02...my inner nerd is screaming with joy!

Friday, November 13, 2009

Patrons Who Stare at Idiots

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The husband and I decided to take in a movie this evening and try out the revamped Visulite, in the historic district of Staunton. The Visulite turned out to be better than the theaters at the Staunton Mall; The seats are comfortable (they rock), the aisles are wider providing plenty of leg room, the movie screen is large, and the sound system is above average.

The husband and I decided to see "Men Who Stare at Goats", and my only problem with the experience at the Visulite was the overly giddy twenty-something year old girl who sat two rows behind me, to my right. The movie was bizarre,and it had some true comedic moments where I laughed out loud, but for the life of me, I did not understand why this girl chose to laugh when certain words were said. Was her laughter because of some odd and new type of 'Rocky Horror' experience that neither I, nor any other patron, were akin to? I am puzzled by this. Let me give you an example: Whenever George Clooney or Ewan McGregor would say "Jedi" or "the Force," this girl would laugh LOUDLY, and it was not a quick laugh. It was a solo long LOUD laugh. It became most annoying after her fourth inappropriate outburst, and it was at this time that I got my husband's attention, ushered him closer, and gingerly whispered in his ear, "She must be high." He let out a quick giggle, because he sometimes forgets that I can be wicked. Every time she did her solo outburst, I sat there thinking that it would be great to learn George's awesome talent of being able to stare at some live creature and make it's heart stop. I could use that talent on this inappropriate girl, and I believe there were others who may have thought this same thing tonight. I dared not look at her as I left the theater, fearing that I may blurt out something wickedly witty, or that I may have miraculously picked up George's talent and ended her idiotic ways. In a way, I failed humanity but not sparing future legions of movie goers from her idiotic torture. I am sorry citizens of Staunton.