good movie, but there’s a point where you suddenly realize “hey…this has been going on a long time…how long is this damn thing?” and 2.5 hours later…

apparently there are still people who dont know that Pirates 3 was already filmed because after the movie ended there were cries of “that was a stupid ending! now there has to be a sequel!”

well…yeah, duh. have you been living under a rock lately? or instead of a rock was it the bags of candy and cans of pop that you need to find happiness in your life cause your self value needs sugar to maintain itself and its massive weight?

there’s a downside to my degree, that being that every time i go to a movie i get incredibly cynical about everyone at the theatre. if it’s not the 14 year old beauty queens who think they’re the center of the universe and make no quarrels about making sure that everyone notices them among the throng of other 14 year old centers of the universe…it’s the fat kids who DRESS like the 14 year old centers of the universe. you know you can find clothes that fit you properly and that wont make people vomit when they look at you at walmart. most of those items also have a built in gunt compensation pouch.

seriously, every time i go to the theatre i wish i had free reign with a baseball bat to just hit people over the head and say “WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU YOU LITTLE SHITHEAD???”

at least this time i mananged to quell the inner theorizing about visual experience and psychoanalysis.

HEY FAT 13 YEAR OLD GIRL! EXERCISE! YOU DONT NEED THE LARGE POPCORN AND LARGE POP AND SORRY YOUR SKIRT IS LIKE 5 INCHES TOO SHORT AND YOUR FLAB IS HANGING OUT SO GO THE FUCK HOME AND LOCK YOURSELF UP WITH YOUR CANDY OK?!?!

time to sleep.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *