Me, Angry Man, Ugg.
On the 23rd of November I went to the cinema with K to see Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, seemed like a decent film from what I saw of it …
It just so happened that the tallest guy with the fattest head on the planet was sat in front of me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m 6ft 3 and can appreciate that if I sit completely upright at the cinema, the person behind me isn’t going to be able to see the screen. Yes I can appreciate that it’s bad to slouch but a little consideration wouldn’t go a miss.
So I sat there, for 2h 30 minutes while I played “dodge the fat head in view”, He seemed to have a knack of moving just as I did, I should have said “excuse me, could you slouch a bit” , or perhaps slap him on the head, but I didn’t, as I’m British.
While I’m having a moan, a couple of weeks ago we went to see “In Her Shoes”, Me, K, my sister and cousin (I was the only bloke so I was bullied into seeing it). Throughout the entire film we had a running commentary from a guy; we shall call him “Mr Camp as you like”. Every scene where something pivotal was about to happen, he would pipe up and as loud as he could “Oh, she’s going to die now”, after about 2 hours of this (yes another long film) K piped up and said “I don’t recall paying for commentary too”, just loud enough for him to hear. Yet he didn’t shut up, even my sister was in evil stare mode.
So in conclusion fellas, “In Her Shoes” is worth seeing for Cameron D’s arse and the new Harry Potter film is good as long as you can see it.
Over and out,
Smc
