third verse, same as the first...

so the movie?
not too shabby, but nowhere NEAR the level of hilarity that the second "final destination" offered. but plenty of horrific death scenes, so that always makes one feel better about oneself.

me: (in my head) wow...my life feels horribly shitty sometimes, but at least i'm not experiencing death by nailgun...

that's much of the beauty of film, folks. escapism. the other beauty? that wonderful rush you experience while walking into the theater...that large wall that separates the main hallway from the seats and then WHAM! you are in the room, you see that screen, you hear the chatter of those awaiting the movie. that feeling of choosing a seat -- up high or close to the front? usually i go for the seats that have a rail in front of them, so i have a foot-up option.

for those of you from the magic city of minot, remember the Empire theater? i miss it. if i had oodles of money i'd open a movie house. a one screen movie house with the popcorn smell filling the halls and special screenings, like silent film nights and saturday morning cartoon marathons.

the suburban world theater in uptown minneapolis had some really cool stuff going for a while -- they had a cabaret theater type setting with a movie screen and musical acts would perform before a showing. the downside? 13 dollar pitchers of beer. i think that is what ultimately killed it. however i would not charge that much for beer. i don't even know if i would have beer. yes it would. but only good beer. coors light drinkers need not apply.