Monday, June 27, 2005

Taking Suggestions

In an almost unheard of aligning of the planets, The Date Night Gods/Goddesses have granted me and the spousal unit an evening to ourselves this coming Thursday. A movie—like in an actual movie theatre with greasy movie theatre popcorn and bouncy movie theatre seats, and corny movie theatre music and endless movie theatre movie trailers—will almost certainly be involved.

And so I ask those of you who enjoy a little more roaming freedom than the two of us...what movie do you suggest? I'm becoming attached to the idea of Mad Hot Ballroom, but a documentary might be a hard-sell. Still...the trailers/clips are killing me! What could be more hysterical than a group of 5th grade New York City public school boys being scolded with, "Gentlemen, where are my tango faces?!"

9 comments:

HeWhoLovePuppies said...

Go see the new Batman movie, unless of course, you think you're too cool to go see it.

Are you too cool?

ver said...

Oh shaddup LUJ. No, I am not too cool for Batman. In fact, I have a feeling that's where we'll end up...

Anonymous said...

whattabout Cinderella Man? They laughed, they cried, they cheered! Course... i was batman on halloweeny once upon a time.

TSU (not lovin' that description)

ver said...

Now that's what I call a happy medium: somewhere between Mad Hot Ballroom and Batman lies...Cinderella Man!

If I try, I know I can put the unsavory Russell Crowe "me like throw telephones" image out of my head.

Marianne said...

My husband and I saw "Enron: The Smartest Guys in the Room", and afterwards everyone in the theatre stood up and cheered...

ver said...

Hi Marianne! I really want to see that, too. I just checked the times, though, and can't make it to Menlo by 7. Bah!

vikki said...

Yeah, I'll have to support Cinderella Man. I got back approximately 3 hours ago, and am still amazed.

I cried. And so did my boy of choice.
And the old-timey color palette and cute dresses almost made me want to live through the Great Depression.
Almost.

ver said...

Well, Toya, that pretty much does it for me. I'll let you know if my boy of choice cries, too...

Anonymous said...

Lame. Go see Batman.