Posted by jukkahoo
I had some movie tickets that would've been soon past their best date, so we needed to go and see a movie. Tossed a coin between Good Night, and Good Luck. and Pink Panther, and the latter won by default. Mainly because I've grown weary and frustrated ages ago with the so-called Movie experience™ due to motley crowd of whispering - and not so whispering - kids, teens speaking on their cell etc. If I want to hear some blisfully ignorant person's opinions during my motion picture or hear the endless rattleing of crips packets or hear the odd ringtone here and there, I can can provide that all by myself (especially the ignoramus-bit) at the privacy of my own home, thank you very much. Mindless fun, where the blasted background noise is not going to be a problem, was going to be the order du jour.
This was exactly what the doctor would've ordered. Pink Panther was good fun ie. I laughed a fair deal (so did Sari), liked the cast and enjoyed my pop corn. The problem was that pretty much in the middle of everything, the movie was no longer Pink Panther. Äänspektö Klysöö evidently grew a brain somewhere after the wholly unnecessary New York portion (but it was good to see the Big Apple again) and his own apartment. Until that dreadful moment, all was well - even if the script wasn't all that brill - and I was entertained. Afterward: still funny-hahaa, but not the real mccoy.
But the pop corn, that I mentioned earlier! What about that pop corn? I haven't been to cinemas lately, so I don't know how new or old this thing is, but they have these cans of E from where you can add artificial chemicals to your popped corn! Five different flavours (I drizzled parmeggiano/garlic and nacho/cheese on top of my combo) to enhance the enjoyment! Flavours to your pop corn! Whatever next? Butter? Sugar?
Anyway, it was a nice, salty surprise. A bit like the movie, come to think of it.