rings and wings

last night i met up with lisa to see the ring 2. her plan was to meet fifteen minutes before the movie started. i told her i would be there about ten minutes earlier than that, just to be safe, and get our tickets. when i arrived my phone rang and it was her. i assumed she was calling to tell me that she'd be late, but instead she was asking where i was. it turned out she got there early as well because she didn't want me to have to stand outside and wait alone. i heart her. for some unexplained reason i'm far more chatty when i'm around her. i talked to the ticket girl, the usher, anyone who would listen. we stopped to buy a bottle of water and i grabbed a couple of napkins. i told her i got them just in case the movie was so scary it made her cry. she accused me of getting them to mop up the pee the movie would inevitably scare out of me. either way, our bases were covered.

we found a couple seats near the top, and within a few minutes the theater was completely sold out. i loathe seeing a movie when it's packed like that, aka opening weekend. but i hate it more when i find out any twists before i see the movie. so we sat and joked around and rolled our eyes at the immaturity that was all around us. before the movie began the manager came out and announced that we were seeing a PG-13 movie, and this meant there were several kids in the theater, and "unfortunately there's nothing we can do about that." we laughed hard at that. he then made this speech about shutting your fool mouth, not being obnoxious, not joke-screaming to prove you're a hard-ass, and staying off your phones. he informed us that a cop would be present at all times and if anyone had any problems they were to see him. this was our one and only warning. i loved it. the crowd even applauded him when he was done. i kept looking at lisa in shock, i'd never been in a theater were anything like this happened before. she said it was a first for her as well. it didn't stop the six or so cell phones from ringing, you're twelve how important of a call can it really be? some girl to our left kept answering hers and whispering into it. whatever. one person made a little noise and lisa jokingly asked me if they were bothering me. i told her they were, so she said she'd go alert the cop. i asked her if she could clear out the twenty seats that were surrounding me as well, and she laughed.

we had a good time. the movie was okay. i liked the story. it was an interesting idea, not just a re-telling of the original, but it just lacked something. it wasn't scary, or really even that creepy. there were a couple of cool special effects, but aside from that i wasn't blow away. the dead faces and the girl coming through the tv were shocking in the first movie, and just fell flat when you saw them this time around.

after the flick i waited by the restroom while lisa went inside. there was some crazy homeless person/crack addict doing some weird stuff near the trash can. i tried my best not to look at him but when lisa nudged me as we walked by i knew i wasn't alone in my observence. we stood outside and talked for a few minutes, then said our goodbyes. i came home and caught the end of SNL, yawn. then stumbled upon beaches on WE. i decided that it wouldn't be as sad since i was only seeing the last twenty minutes, the buildup wouldn't be as dramatic. i later decided that i was wrong as i teared up when bette took barbara to the beach house to die. i was a goner once the little girl asked bette if she could take her cat with her. what can you do?