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The Heartache and the Hope

My movie-going experiences yesterday couldn’t have been more different, even though both were at the same theater. I met up with a friend early in the morning and had a Twilight ticket in hand by 9:30am. There were no hordes of squealing teens and tweens. Just a quiet, wide open lobby. And a nearly empty theater with a handful of other women like us. I’m often interested in the adaptations of books I’ve read, even when they’re painfully bad. This movie wasn’t. But it wasn’t great either. Just about what I expected. The thing that threw me off the most wasn’t the film, but one of the damned previews. For a horror flick called The Unborn. I’m not a huge fan of horror to begin with, but what the fuck Hollywood? I carried one son who was “incompatible with life” and then my other son Felix was stillborn, after I miscarried his twin. I think that’s enough real life horror. I don’t need to imagine their unborn spirits becoming malevolent and haunting anyone.

Later I returned with my surviving son (who I continually thank my lucky stars for) to see Bolt in 3-D. Holy wow. Walking in to that cacophony set of warning bells for both of us. I nearly bolted out the door. But I shelled out for tickets and pushed our way through and around the overenthusiastic young women. Many of whom were cordoned off in different areas to wait for their appointed showtimes of Twilight. For their safety or ours, I couldn’t say. But our kid-packed auditorium seemed like a sea of tranquility by comparison. We settled in with our popcorn and special glasses and got to see some trailers in 3-D (I was treated to the Coraline trailer twice in one day, but it was definitely better in 3-D). And thankfully Bolt was enjoyable enough I won’t mind seeing it with the lad again.

Five other things.

The lad is staying over with grandma tonight, for the first time in a while, and after I dropped him off I had a hard time narrowing down my options for the evening. I ran some errands instead of attending a friend’s housewarming party. And instantly regretted it. Then I went to dinner alone at Midori’s, with a book. Both were excellent. Now I’m at a NaNoWriMo write-in instead of the Roller Derby (regret!) and writing for the blog instead of the novel. For shame! I’d better get back to my unreality now.

sometimes I don't look like me


  1. Meghan wrote:

    Crap! I had this exact thought the other day, “Pushing Daisies is one of the best shows on TV. I guess that means it’ll probably get canceled.” But, dammit!

    I just hope Bryan Fuller will go back to Heroes so maybe it will stop sucking so hard. If one show must suffer, at least another one could benefit…

    Saturday, November 22, 2008 at 8:20 pm | Permalink
  2. Nancy wrote:

    NOOOOOOOO Not Pushing Daisies!!! NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!

    Saturday, November 22, 2008 at 8:30 pm | Permalink
  3. Sharyn wrote:

    Seriously, this is the suck. And wrapping up the story lines in comic format just doesn’t do it for me.

    Sunday, November 23, 2008 at 10:53 am | Permalink
  4. Jachin wrote:

    I was disturbed by the “unborn” trailer too. It was it before Quantum of Solace and it was very unpleasant.

    Also, not to rub it in more, but Madison vs. MN Roller Girls was the best Roller Derby bout I have ever seen. Jawbreaker and Suzy Smash Box rock!.

    Sunday, November 23, 2008 at 6:33 pm | Permalink
  5. Sharyn wrote:

    Sigh. Roller Derby would’ve been awesome. I also missed out on the M83 show, the MCAD art sale, Christmas on Mars, and the new cupcake Saturday. I do need a clone of myself. Or maybe a couple of clones.

    Monday, November 24, 2008 at 9:48 am | Permalink

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