Showing posts with label Butter. Show all posts
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Thursday, March 15, 2012

A Night of Firsts

Tonight was a night of "firsts" for me... Several of them, in fact.

My wife and I went to see John Carter tonight.  A movie date with my wonderful spouse of twenty-seven years was not a first.  Watching the movie in 3D was.  (Yes, I know what you're thinking.  No, I've never watched a 3D movie before now.  I'm old, takes me a while to get around to doing all these newfangled things, okay?  And yes, I know I can never appreciate the wonderful world of 3D unless I've seen Avatar that way.  2D was sufficient.  I will survive.)

So, the whole 3D experience was my first first tonight. My second first was spending less money at the concession stand than I paid for admission.  And I got a BIG tub of popcorn (with loads of salt and butter because I like a little popcorn with my salt and butter, thank-you) and a whopper diet coke.  (Tons of butter is perfectly fine as long as you wash it down with calorie-free drinks.)

My third first was watching a movie made from a book before I read the book itself.  That's okay too because I have the e-book queued up in my Kindle reader (via my Android tablet.)

My fourth first is blogging about a movie.  I mentioned in an earlier post that I intended to give the movie a shot and see how I liked it.  Well, I'd have to give it a 6.5 on a scale of 1-10.  It started about like I expected based on what I had read online.  No real surprises.  I loved the immortals, but the movie left a lot of questions about them unanswered.  (Either that or I was too daft to glean the answers.)  There was plenty of character development.  The dialog was okay.  The storyline tested my suspension of disbelief at times, but I saw the effort undertaken to keep it from shattering.

They did a good job making you feel for the characters--even the computer-generated ones.  The movie's ending nicely tied up the questions it presented at the beginning.  The real question, I suppose, is "would I go see it again?"  The answer: not at the price I paid for admission.  (I'm cheap, remember?)  And no, I'm not the type to reveal the plot so don't ask.

All in all, I don't consider the time spent wasted.  I was entertained and engaged, and that's what it's all about, right?  Drop a comment and let me know what you think of the movie (or the book) if you've watched or read them. 

I guess I'll wrap up the post here.  The belly isn't too happy with me right now.  Must be all the popcorn.  It can't possibly be the butter.