Last night, Lenny and I honored a nerd date we made months in advance- to watch the much-overlooked, much-mocked, and rarely-advertised X-Files sequel in the theatres. As our date approached, however, we both grew more and more apprehensive about our movie choice.
Moi: Maybe, if we stand in line and talk about Batman, people won't know what we're watching.
Lenny: That was actually a good movie. I mean, erm, there's nothing to be embarrassed about… right?
Moi: Then why do I get this feeling of shame when I tell people what I'm watching? (and why did people in the office laugh and say, "Awn"!?)
(At this point in our conversation, this sweaty guy next to us in line, who looked like the poster boy for the movie's target audience, started laughing at our conversation. Lenny and I dealt with the awkwardness by averting each other's gaze and introducing an uncomfortable silence.)
Perhaps because of all my self-conscious jitters, I left my jacket behind at dinner and did not realize it until the previews were about to start. So I had to sprint down the very long street to the souvlaki place and back. Strangely enough, I did not miss any of the movie- a reflection not of how fast I run (no, I stopped running long before I reached the café), but how ridiculously long the previews were. In the end, I must defend my movie choice and say that it really wasn't bad. It's actually better than a lot of movies out there. (Granted, the last 3 movies I've seen were in the theatre were Maid of Honor, Indiana Jones, and Hancock. Not hard to beat those) I'd even recommend that you watch it. (I feel bad for how little money it's made) But you're not going to believe me, are you? Judgmental cynics. What will it take for you to believe?!
Moi: Maybe, if we stand in line and talk about Batman, people won't know what we're watching.
Lenny: That was actually a good movie. I mean, erm, there's nothing to be embarrassed about… right?
Moi: Then why do I get this feeling of shame when I tell people what I'm watching? (and why did people in the office laugh and say, "Awn"!?)
(At this point in our conversation, this sweaty guy next to us in line, who looked like the poster boy for the movie's target audience, started laughing at our conversation. Lenny and I dealt with the awkwardness by averting each other's gaze and introducing an uncomfortable silence.)
Perhaps because of all my self-conscious jitters, I left my jacket behind at dinner and did not realize it until the previews were about to start. So I had to sprint down the very long street to the souvlaki place and back. Strangely enough, I did not miss any of the movie- a reflection not of how fast I run (no, I stopped running long before I reached the café), but how ridiculously long the previews were. In the end, I must defend my movie choice and say that it really wasn't bad. It's actually better than a lot of movies out there. (Granted, the last 3 movies I've seen were in the theatre were Maid of Honor, Indiana Jones, and Hancock. Not hard to beat those) I'd even recommend that you watch it. (I feel bad for how little money it's made) But you're not going to believe me, are you? Judgmental cynics. What will it take for you to believe?!
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Ahhh, I haven't seen it yet! I was on vacation and then dealing with back-to-work hectic-ness. I plan to go tonight, and I'm rather excited...
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