Went to see Avatar on Christmas with another couple. In the car, the girls admitted neither one really wanted to see it. Who are these girls? So...we settled on Sherlock Holmes. That's why we don't buy tickets in advance! So, got to the theater. Packed! Everything sold out but Nine. Nine was beyond terrible. A true stinker from the Kingdom of Malodoria. Made not seeing Avatar worse than not seeing Avatar. It exists only to punish.
The other dude and I pledged to return to see Avatar. It worked out that we went tonight. Failed to buy tickets in advance, since Wednesday night and who goes to the movies on Wed.? Apparently, the answer is everyone. Packed again! Sold out in Imax, Sold out in 3D, sold out in standard (which we had no intention of seeing). We decided to buy tickets for tomorrow in advance, but since the line was huge we decided to use one of the machines. I like the machines anyway. They work! This is Seattle, however, and they just got the telephone poles out here, so despite the dominance of Microsoft, folks don't know how to use machines. Only two people in line ahead of us, but they were, like, reading the instructions and unsure if it was touchscreen technology and how to select their movie or how to do anything really. They were looking at the movie titles and using their Iphone to read reviews of the movie. With a line behind them. Where were they raised? The world isn't your facebook. You can't just block other people. So...without getting too Brooklyn on them, I made enough snorts and stamps to let them know there was a world beyond the selection screen, one even more finely and delicately rendered than the 3-D images of James Cameron's epic, one real enough to touch and feel and shame you into make a fucking decision. So, they chose and they left, and when I walked up to the machine...their tickets came out. And they were for tonight. It seems they were, in fact, collecting their tickets after having bought them in advance, they had never done it before, and they took the receipt and not the tickets. So, by the time I pieced this together they were long gone, and since the tickets were for a showing in two hours, they weren't in the lobby being told they didn't have tickets. They were off at a juke joint or a soda shoppe or connecting antennae in the parking garage. So...we sort of looked for them, but sort of took the tickets, grabbed a five-dollar footlong, ate a five-dollar footlong and saw the movie on their dime. I swear we looked for them, but you know, in Seattle everyone wears black hoodies. So...Avatar...in 3-D....for freeeeee! It was pretty immersive and enjoyable. I liked the hell out of it. Thought it was like John Carter meets Adam Strange and then some. It was pretty and fun. Not as Ferngully as some of the haters have said. Maybe it could have been sexier? Cameron doesn't do that, though. Unless you count the drawing scene in Titanic or the headphones scene in Terminator. So, liked it, but seeing it for freeeeee probably made me like it even more. It made up for paying for Nine. Nine probably owes me two more movies. -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "The Unique Geek" group. To post to this group, send email to [email protected]. To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [email protected]. For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/theuniquegeek?hl=en.
