No, sorry, my mind is made up. More to the point, the arrangements have been made. I will be dropped off and picked up on Saturday so that I can go watch BARBIE and OPPENHEIMER (actual order will be dependent on available seats that day). Why will I be dropped off and picked up, I hear you ask?
The answer is simple: because that way I can go to the bar across the side-street from the movie theater, and have more than one beer with my lunch. My wife feels that I could do with an afternoon off, you see. Since she is the smart one, I’m just going to have to go along with it. Shucks…
Moe Lane
PS: I don’t really care what they’re saying about either movie, honestly. Beer, remember? Besides, I went to see both DUNKIRK and LITTLE WOMEN in theaters, and liked them both, so I’m inclined to let the directors do their work.
#commissionearned
Hey, I’m not gonna tell you you can’t enjoy something. If Mrs Lane tells you to go drink beer, who are we to argue?
Let’s just say I have….limited….my exposure to Barbie, but the few pieces I’ve seen have very “Brady Bunch Movie” vibes; i.e. all that stuff was real and normal to the characters but we see them as part of our world now. That’s not a bad thing, I very much liked the Brady Movie and it’s sequel, and I’d be more prone to see this if I knew it was like that.
So I await your report. Do so faithfully, and true.
Of the two, I’d rather watch the lauding of the commie stooge.
But it would require a lot of beer.
And a running commentary would result.
The running commentary might make it worth while.