Me and the Missus had a rare night out last night, where we enjoyed movie and a dinner. An aside: I dearly desire to change the whole dinner and a movie chronology, because it is flawed. First, see the movie. Then, have an excellent repast. I especially, and strongly recommend this for a first date. Why? Simple. It works whether you’re on your first date, or have been together 20+ years like Danielle and me. You have an immediate, shared experience that’s already on your mind, to discuss over a meal. It is fresh, and it (and I’m quoting my hero Ricky Bobby here), JUST HAPPENED. If it’s your first date, the awkwardness of early getting to know each other conversation gets mixed in with talking ’bout that wild flick you just watched. Two people go to see a film, they often see two different films. It can actually tell you a lot.
And as for us mature relationship types, we can talk about the film and get away from the day-to-day for a bit. Lovely.
So anyway, I’ve always disliked film reviews since I often read ones of movies I worked on (few as they were) and there were so many conclusions reached by reviewers that claimed to know what the director, a true auteur, was thinking. “He chose the blue coffee cup, because it represents Picasso’s Blue Period.” No, you Dink, he chose blue because it’s all they had on the prop truck.
Of course, the fact that I now own the bike she rode in the film (her actual on-screen saddle time was just a few seconds, but she does actually ride) may have influenced why we saw the film in the theater. But there are some great twists and turns in the movie. Enjoy.