Lets not confuse my confidence with cockiness here but I've got a lot of great things to say. If you're one of the privileged few who get to hang around me on a regular basis this blog will suit you for nothing more than an occasional shout out. The rest of you are in for a treat!
Day 1 of blogging. Where to begin?! Today I'm blessed with not having to work which is good, but it's a monsoon outside of the apartment which is bad. On the other hand I've pushed my undomesticated self to go grocery shopping so there is NO REAL REASON to leave the house unless I want to confirm to my fellow apartment neighbors that I am not in fact a hermit. (Again, no REAL reason to leave the house) End result? Sit back and contemplate yesterday's activities.
Last night I went with Eric to see my dearest friend Shara. We ended up having dinner at the Lucky Monk where we had a refreshingly awesome waitress (although she didn't have a name tag so no one knows who this mystery lady is!) who was awesome enough to recommend so delicious food and was brutally honest about steering us away from other items.
After that we went to AMC 30 to go see GET HIM TO THE GREEK. Let me first start out by saying that this theater was bigger than the Merrillville Mall. We parked (around 8pm) 600 yards away and trekked all the way up to the front row of parking and found roughly 3000 handicapped parking spots up front. At first we pondered how the city of Schaumberg even HAD this many handicapped people but then moved onto the fact that even parking in the front row left you with a 200 yard walk across the biggest concrete pond known to man!
Around 8:07pm we finally get to the entrance and walk up to purchase tickets. This is nothing more than an illusion of closeness to the actual movie. With NO ONE IN THE BUILDING we were still forced to walk through their assembled Que line for 6 rows back and forth and back and forth and back and forth all the way up to the movie window. We purchase ridiculously expensive tickets and move into the next room that one would think is the lobby.
8:15 and we only have fifteen minutes left before the movie starts (poor Shara is in heels for this marathon!) we walk 6 steps past the lady who gave us our newly purchased tickets to walk up to a man at a gate checking tickets. If they stretched out their hands I'm pretty sure they could touch... so obviously this was a serious checkpoint.
8:16pm I look up ahead and waaaaaaaaaay in the distance I can see a pop corn stand. 8:19 we're in line and pay $23.00 for the smallest bag of popcorn and 3 icee drinks. I then turn to the girl and ask her where we go for our theater and I swear she responds "Gate 27". Ok maybe she pointed and said "Screen 27" but we look down a 2 miles hallway and can only see the sign for Screen 18 before it bends and we lose visualization of our end destination.
Eric goes for the bathroom since this will be a long trip and us girls start our trek. Around Gate 18 we consider taking off our shoes..... we veer right and way in the distance- there it is! GATE 27! It is now 8:30 and the movie has started. We walk another unneccessarily long ramp up to the seats and plop down three rows from the back dead center. FINALLY!
Room gets dark.. more weary travelers are filing in. Previws start and we're a go!
Lets Tarintino this back to dinner for a sec when Eric and Shara are talking about going to see GET HIM TO THE GREEK. My thoughts were... "yeah it looks ok but i'm pretty sure that Russel Brandt plays the same character in EVERY movie. Couples Retreat, Forgetting Sarah Marshall, this one.. they all look like the same damn guy so i'm pretty sure that other than a minor plot twist I've already seen this."
Back to theater- What's the main character's name!? ALDOUS SNOW! Who is he!? THE EXACT GUY FORM FORGETTING SARAH MARSHALL! Infact! Kristin Bell makes a cameo appearance AS SARAH MARSHALL! uggggggggggggggggh. Thank you Russel Brandt for making the same damn movie 3 times now. Screw you. I want my $8.50 back from you personally.
The movie is mediocre at best. There were some hilarious lines but they were scattered throughout at best. Not to mention is this fancy schmancy theater the sound proofing was bad and I heard every bass line and every gun that went off in whatever action movie was playing over at Gate 26.
Movie is the same as all the rest. Poor group of people is having not the best situation in life. (ie. dead end job- get him to the greek, rough patch in marriage couples retreat, about to be married- the hang over, bad break up - forgetting sarah marshall). They do some crazy event to get over it. IE. Book a rediculous show, go on a vacation, bachelor party, another vacation)
They party and have rediculous stories to tell about how they got drunk/high/laid/whatever.
They end some sort of apology or reconcilliation to the other party and go on living their happy normal life. End scene of all four of those movies. Great.
We walk 6 miles back to the car and talk about how Zombieland was amazing...
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