Yesterday I FINALLY went to see a movie, my first since….oh, man, I can’t even tell you. February? Is that even possible? Sadly enough, I think it is. But I needed an afternoon distraction, something to fill a few hours, and was near a theater, so I drove past to see what was playing. Star Wars, Star Wars (it’s not my thing, it just isn’t) and then…Monster in Law. J. Lo, Jane Fonda. Okay.
Bought my popcorn, settled in to a seat. It was just me, an older couple at the back, and another couple that came in during the previews. Gotta love a 2:45 show on a Tuesday. I have to say, the previews were great. Saw the trailer for Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants (which looks so GOOD), as well as The Wedding Crashers (with Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson). Also Bewitched, which looks interesting if not a little odd. But I do love Will Ferrell. Nicole Kidman I just kind of feel has transcended being an actress to being just…Nicole Kidman. No matter what movie I see her in, that’s all I can think. Ah, look at Nicole. Doesn’t she look nice. (Although at least she’s not freaking out on Oprah, jumping on the furniture, like Tom Cruise. Is he okay? Should be plan an intervention for HIM? I’m concerned.) Speaking of celebrity being distracting, I also saw the preview for Mr. and Mrs. Smith, which looks very exciting, but it was hard not to think about the whole Brad-Jen-Angelina thing while watching it. But again, could just be me.
Then the movie started. Now I know Monster In Law didn’t get very good reviews, but for what it was, I thought it was just fine. Jane Fonda was totally over the top (which I expected, and which wasn’t altogether bad) while J. Lo was surprisingly…subdued. Especially when it came to her wardrobe: she was really covered up, moreso than I’ve seen her before either in or out of a movie. Lots of empire waist dresses OVER jeans. It wasn’t a bad look, but it was so unusual it kind of distracted me. It was also one of those movies where occasionally there’d be a joke or line that really just came out of nowhere. I think they must have cut a couple of plotlines to save time, or something. But anyway. Will Arnett from Arrested Development was in it, and I LOVE him. Although he’s become sort of Will Ferrell like to me, now: I just expect him to be funny, every second, even when he’s playing it straight. All in all, a decent way to kill a couple of hours. The question is, will it now be another three or four months until I hit the theatre again? Only time will tell.
But I will tell you this: the popcorn was GREAT. Hot, and just enough imitation buttery topping. Yum. Worth the price of admission—$5.75 for a matinee, here in NC—alone. (Okay, maybe not quite, but close. Really.)
Time will tell for the outcome for Idol tonight as well, of course. Frankly, I’m about ready for it to be over. The hype is overwhelming (and of course, I’m not helping by writing about it here. But whatever.) Let’s just announce the winner, and we can all go back our lives, already in progress. I don’t think I could take another week of worrying over Paula anyway. But, as I promised weeks ago: no predictions. But I would like to see a surprise, if only because it makes things interesting. And I do have a habit of rooting for the underdog in any situation. Never underestimate the power of being underestimated, that’s what I say. It’s not always a bad thing. And then, finally, Seacrest will be out, for good. Or at least until next year. God help us.