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Dec. 11th, 2005 12:05 pmSaw Chronicles of Narnia. It was pretty good. The immense gravitas upon first seeing the stupid wardrobe was a bit... overdone, I thought. I mean, she's supposed to be in a hurry to find a hiding place, and they have her staring in awe at a piece of fricking furniture that looks completely normal? For like 30 seconds?
But the movie itself was good. The movie experience was less good. To my right, I had a gaggle of little kids who couldn't sit still, to the point of RUNNING BACK AND FORTH in front of me. No, I wasn't in the front row. Yes, they kept bumping into me.
To my left, I had the borderline autistic child who insisted on asking questions through the whole movie, and his cell-phone using father who, between calls, when he wasn't busy changing his ring-tone, insisted on answering him. "What's going on?" "They're playing hide and seek." "Why?" "Because they're bored." "Why?"... through the whole movie. No activity was too banal not to require an in-depth explanation.
Behind me, I had the clumsy crew who'd brought a box of cookies. And dropped it on the floor. And kept stepping on the plastic cookie-holder-frame-thing. Crunch crunch crunch.
In front of me, in an otherwise empty row, about halfway through the movie, a very tall person appeared. I don't know where from, but his head was enormous.
Remind me to kill all humans, next chance I get.
Aaanyway...
My DVR keeps forgetting that it has programs it's scheduled to record. You can remind it by messing around with the settings for the series you told it to follow. Each series. And it'll eventually forget again. ARGH.
But the movie itself was good. The movie experience was less good. To my right, I had a gaggle of little kids who couldn't sit still, to the point of RUNNING BACK AND FORTH in front of me. No, I wasn't in the front row. Yes, they kept bumping into me.
To my left, I had the borderline autistic child who insisted on asking questions through the whole movie, and his cell-phone using father who, between calls, when he wasn't busy changing his ring-tone, insisted on answering him. "What's going on?" "They're playing hide and seek." "Why?" "Because they're bored." "Why?"... through the whole movie. No activity was too banal not to require an in-depth explanation.
Behind me, I had the clumsy crew who'd brought a box of cookies. And dropped it on the floor. And kept stepping on the plastic cookie-holder-frame-thing. Crunch crunch crunch.
In front of me, in an otherwise empty row, about halfway through the movie, a very tall person appeared. I don't know where from, but his head was enormous.
Remind me to kill all humans, next chance I get.
Aaanyway...
My DVR keeps forgetting that it has programs it's scheduled to record. You can remind it by messing around with the settings for the series you told it to follow. Each series. And it'll eventually forget again. ARGH.