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inle_rah was really fucking fun, and I'm glad we had the courage to sally forth, brave the freshmen and fratboys that showed up instead of our usual comfy incestovalley crowd and watch Pulp Fiction, which seemed funnier than I initially remembered, but seeing a movie in a crowded theater laughing at all the same shit often magnifies the effect. I hadn't realized I'd forgotten entire passages of that movie, but it was fun to be reminded.
Before the show we ate ourselves silly at Friendly's (I had been craving meat, fried things and coke all day so I was rather ravenous upon arrival). And before that, a techno remix of Beavis and Butthead doing Cornholio sparked an evening long running joke full of B&B references. I got to trot out my rather masterful impressions of both of them, and they made inle snark, which was the point, as she's been going through some rough shit.
Of course, the equally sophomoric conversation happening in the row behind us right before the movie was quite entertaining as well. We sat in our stadium seats, desperately trying to keep our giggling to a minimum as a loud 19ish year old flannel wearing imbecile obnoxiously spouted the most nonsensical shit ever for the benefit for his Crabbe & Goyle-like cronies. He was describing some kind of comedy show at the Flywheel as so funny "you'll get a hernia, and then your intestines will be on the floor collecting STDs; that's how good it is." (inle and I about lost it there, but they didn't notice) And then there was the incongruity of the fact that this same boor was proclaiming that he was teh hawt out in his Boston art school and that in the Valley, he was considered "lame." Gee, we wonder why.
The usual pre-show manager silliness abounded as well. First contest was sort of lame as they asked for the DVDen's address or phone number. I forget what the second contest was. They had three guys do their impressions of Vincent and Mia doing the twist (only one did the peace sign over the eyes move, so he got the DVD), and finally, for the "Bad Motherfucker" wallet some guy got up and did a quite masterful "Ezekiel 25:17" - hell it was so good that people in the audience (including myself) were yelling things like "Hallelujah!" "Can I get an amen?" and "Tell it, brother!" after every pause, and the other people that had come down to recite the passage just kinda went "you know what? have the wallet."
They really need to do something about cinemark's A/C conking out mid midnight show though. 256 people breathing in an encloses space with no air circulating is BAD.
So yeah. Good (if long) night had by all.
inle_rah was really fucking fun, and I'm glad we had the courage to sally forth, brave the freshmen and fratboys that showed up instead of our usual comfy incestovalley crowd and watch Pulp Fiction, which seemed funnier than I initially remembered, but seeing a movie in a crowded theater laughing at all the same shit often magnifies the effect. I hadn't realized I'd forgotten entire passages of that movie, but it was fun to be reminded.Before the show we ate ourselves silly at Friendly's (I had been craving meat, fried things and coke all day so I was rather ravenous upon arrival). And before that, a techno remix of Beavis and Butthead doing Cornholio sparked an evening long running joke full of B&B references. I got to trot out my rather masterful impressions of both of them, and they made inle snark, which was the point, as she's been going through some rough shit.
Of course, the equally sophomoric conversation happening in the row behind us right before the movie was quite entertaining as well. We sat in our stadium seats, desperately trying to keep our giggling to a minimum as a loud 19ish year old flannel wearing imbecile obnoxiously spouted the most nonsensical shit ever for the benefit for his Crabbe & Goyle-like cronies. He was describing some kind of comedy show at the Flywheel as so funny "you'll get a hernia, and then your intestines will be on the floor collecting STDs; that's how good it is." (inle and I about lost it there, but they didn't notice) And then there was the incongruity of the fact that this same boor was proclaiming that he was teh hawt out in his Boston art school and that in the Valley, he was considered "lame." Gee, we wonder why.
The usual pre-show manager silliness abounded as well. First contest was sort of lame as they asked for the DVDen's address or phone number. I forget what the second contest was. They had three guys do their impressions of Vincent and Mia doing the twist (only one did the peace sign over the eyes move, so he got the DVD), and finally, for the "Bad Motherfucker" wallet some guy got up and did a quite masterful "Ezekiel 25:17" - hell it was so good that people in the audience (including myself) were yelling things like "Hallelujah!" "Can I get an amen?" and "Tell it, brother!" after every pause, and the other people that had come down to recite the passage just kinda went "you know what? have the wallet."
They really need to do something about cinemark's A/C conking out mid midnight show though. 256 people breathing in an encloses space with no air circulating is BAD.
So yeah. Good (if long) night had by all.
