POW! ZAP!

Amy — Sun, 03 Aug 2008 23:05:03 +0000

In an act of girlfriend duty today I went to see the movie The Dark Knight. My boyfriend shook in pure excitement in his seat and he kept saying “this is going to be so bad ass”. I haven’t a clue what excited him so, the $10.75 for IMAX tickets, the $4.50 for a fountain soda or the fact that the people 2 seats away brought in their 6 month old baby–but he was all wound up for BATMAN. woowee.
I put my negative attitude intact and kept the eyeball rolling to an “only when something unbelievable happens” condition–it was a good pact with myself b/c there wasn’t any way possible I could have rolled my eyes for a straight 2.5 hours–15 minutes in and I was pass-out-dizzy, so I didn’t roll my eyes again. It reminded me of the time I played the Deadwood (western on HBO) drinking game. I was supposed to take a shot of whisky at every swear word–EPIC FAIL. When “fuck” is said as freely as “the” I couldn’t even lift the glass to my lips anymore. Much like my eyes were a pinball in my head when Batman turned cell phones into sonar machines or when he fell/jumped from a penthouse window to land on a taxi and leave A-OK. The taxi wasn’t as strong as Batman. It got a little … dented. But hey, when he showed that taxi who Batman was my IMAX seat shuddered, so everyone wins.
I actually managed to enjoy this grim tale. When Batman’s car self-destructed into a motorcycle that he blazed off into the Gotham underworld on–I felt justice well up in my eye. yeah bitches, thats right batman has a carcycle!! eat that.

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POW! ZAP!