Back from a weekend in Indiana. Had a blast. Kids had a blast. Wife had a blasty-blastertons! (her term, not mine) Anyway, saw Paranormal Activity. Wow, what a waste of my hard earned retirement dollars! It was Blair Witch Project remixed poorly and less scary. OY, can’t we hold the advertising for movies responsible in some way for getting us excited about movies when they are just terrible smelly farts?
I do admit I was actually getting excited about seeing this movie because of the hype, not the commercials. I read and heard people saying it was the scariest movie ever, I had nightmares for a week, I can’t turn the lights off at night now…all that and more. I figured, “It can’t be too bad.” I was wrong, just like the time when I was wrong about thinking that it would be fun to sun tan with Crisco on. (ok, I didn’t really think it was a good idea, but I did it anyway. Ah, youth, it truly is wasted on the young!)
Anyway, it didn’t help that there were “those people” behind me in the theater, either. “oh hell no she isn’t going in there!” “oh hell no, he needs to break up with her!” “oh hell no, no way!” You get the idea. Annoying. Also, some people actually ran out of the theater. RAN OUT, RAN OUT. R-A-N O-U-T! I’ve walked out of theaters before, because the movie was a smelly fart of a flick. But run out? What’s gonna get you in the theater, that you have to run out? It’s a movie! By running out, are you getting away from the non-scary thing in the movie that you can’t see? Really? If you get that scared at a movie that you might right out, maybe you shouldn’t go see a movie that is supposed to scare you? Am I judging? No. Ok, yes I am. But you won’t catch me running out of a seafood restaurant when they show me that there’s fish on the menu. I kinda saw it coming…maybe it’s just me. Gnight!
