Movie Making Decisions

Most Friday nights around here (when not spent at a football game) call for a movie. I have lovely FaceBook friends who help me decide what is good and/or listen to me whine about Señor X and his crappy selections. This is a typical Friday conversation. (We are so living la buena vida around here)

 

  • MM: OK – our viewing options tonight so far consist of Kate Hudson dying from colon cancer in a cute and adorkable way (and a promised appearance by Peter Dinklage) or Spy vs. Spy for the adorkable affections of Reese Witherspoon. Any opinions??
  • Caressa: I always go with Reese. She is amazing!
  • MM: I can deal with her better than Kate Hudson.
  • MM: It looks like all we are going to do is watch all the free 10 minute previews Señor X can find. Cheapskate. <sigh>
  • Leigh: I want to see that Reese Witherspoon one.
  • MM: Why doesn’t anyone ever call it “the Chris Pine one?”
  • MM: Señor X can’t pick out a movie to save his life. I’m finally throwing out titles I know he’ll hate (Atonement, The Kids are Alright) just to get him to narrow it down.
  • Leigh II:  Spy vs Spy!
  • MM: And the winner <after an hour and a half> . . . Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy. A Cold War spy movie. Which I doubt will be half (or even a fourth) as entertaining, eye-candy wise, as Spy vs. Spy.
  • MM: This would be so much better with Eric Bana.*
  • MM: Damn. Subtitles. I have to pay more attention.
  • MM: Is there a single woman in the whole fricken cast????
  • MM: Me: “Gary Oldman is not looking much like a punk star.” SX: “WHAT are you talking about?” Me: “He played Sid Vicious.” SX: “Really? Are you sure?” Me: “Why do you still doubt me???? Do I really have to pull up IMDB?” SX: <grumble – I take this to mean, no, I realize you are correct, as usual>
  • MM: I’m having a really hard time telling all these white middle-aged Englishmen apart.
  • MM: Do they have a lighting budget?
  • Kat: You need a five minute rule. If Señor X has not chosen a movie in five minutes, you get to pick the movie.
  • MM: Yes, I really do. But at the moment he controls the Spice and I am screwed (Dune joke). I figured out the traitor halfway through and Señor X still isn’t sure what happened even though the movie is now over. <sigh>
  • Drew: Did things get blown up?
  • MM:  No, presumably that would have been too interesting. They got talked to death.

*Eric Bana instantly makes things 1000% better. Unless it’s The Other Boleyn Girl – that was utter dreck. But photographs of him in it were hot.

I worked HARD at finding this pic for y’all.

 

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