Cocaine Princess here.
This past week I decided to take a mental vay-cay. So for the entire whole week I was in relax-o mode and did absolutely nothing. I just hung around the house hugging the couch pillows watching T.V. I spent one afternoon watching the entire Prom Night movie collection. All I can say is the 2008 remake is soooo much better than all of the 4 Prom Night films combined. Another day I watched Seasons 1 through 4 of BBC's "One Foot In The Grave" on DVD. I love British comedies. If anyone is a fan of this show I ask you, how can you not love grouchy pensioner Victor Meldrew? Regardless of how you go about it we all need to take a mental break to give our brains and bodies a chance to unwind and recharge their batteries.
I may have fibbed a little in the above paragraph. I did go out. I went shopping. If I don't make at least one trip to the mall (or 2) during the week I become fidgety and anxious. My sister accompanied me one day where we decided to take in a movie. We agreed on the ORPHAN and I am proud to say "we" didn't mean "me." It was a mutual decision.
It was the matinee show and there were 20 other people with us (I silently counted) so finding a seat was a cinch. This particular movie-plex sold DIET DR.PEPPER! I was seated pretty comfortably, my tasty drink was in the cup holder and in my laps a bag of jube jubes. "A" on the other hand had a Cinnabon. Oh did I mention this particular movie-plex had a Cinnabon stand inside? If you've ever walked by one you know how incredibly strong and intense the aroma is. It has the power to make you weak in the knees. In the lobby after we bought our tickets I took a couple of deep inhales and I think during the 3rd one (which by the way was the longest) my sister gave me one of her famous head shakes, then sighed and said, "why do you do this to yourself? If you want it, buy it and eat it." I nodded my head no. "Eating one won't make you break the scale." I gave her another nod no. "Suit yourself. I'm going to have one," she stated and headed over to the stand. I went into the opposite direction, to the candy concession stand. Waiting my turn I glanced at all the movies posters and 2 caught my eye.
Since late June all over the city I've been noticing this poster plastered on the side of buildings.
I didn't think too much of it. I thought it was a joke of some sort. It turns out it's all a publicity stunt for Peter Jackson's upcoming film, DISTRICT 9. The other movie poster I took an interest in, HALLOWEEN 2. Another Halloween remake by Rob Zombie that I am looking forward to see. I'm a fan of Mr. Zombie's films and I think he's a good director. His music, I'm not so much of a fan. Well....I do like his one video/song with his ex-band White Zombie, "I'm Your Boogieman." It's cool in a freaky and bizarre kind of way, and awesome to air at a Halloween party.
Waiting for the movie to start I was quietly answering the movie trivia questions on the screen when I looked over at "A." She was carving a piece of her cinnabon with a fork and knife. I noticed the pecans piled high on top of the creme cheese. She ordered a Caramel Pecanbon. If I didn't know any better I would say she ordered the pecan version on purpose knowing how much I love pecans.
"Do you know how much fat is in that thing?" I asked her.
Silence are her part. So I decided to enlighten her.
"56 grams of fat."
Still silent. I figured she couldn't hear me over her crunching on the pecans so I repeated myself.
"56 grams of fat. Do you know how many grams of fat are in my Jube-Jubes?
Again silence. Again, I decided to enlighten her. Waving the bag in her face I said,
"Zero. Zilch. Nil. Nada."
Her silence was finally broken by this reply.
"That's alright darling. I'm not worried about the fat, remember I'm not the one who gets their pictures taken."
She went back to chowing down on her fatal but yummy treat as I tried to think of a snappy comeback. I kept drawing a blank so when I couldn't think of anything to say I pinched her cheek.
"Darling did doing that make you feel better?" she questioned.
Without any hesitation I replied,
"Yes it did."
After what seemed like an endless amount of movie trailers, ads and a 30 second spot on movie etiquette (which apparently went ignored considering the number of times someones cell phone went off) the movie began.
The plot outline:
A couple named Kate and John (no, not that Kate and John) are devastated after losing their unborn child. They decide to adopt a 9 year old Russian girl named Esther from an orphanage. They are unaware Esther is keeping a secret. Soon after she is adopted and brought home strange things begin to happen in the family.
The big hype surrounding the film was this question, "What is Esther's secret? What is Esther's secret?"
I'm taking a sip from my drink when a certain moment occurs in the film and I got thinking, "Hmm, could this be Esther's secret?" And I was right! But what I was not expecting was the story connected to her secret. Oh good grief! It deserves to be said a second time. Oh good grief! A guy sitting nearby made this comment, "What the hell were the writers smoking?" Trust me, that question deserves an answer. Another overheard comment, "What the hell kind of messed up sh*t is this?" And the most common overheard comment was 3 lovely itty bitty words, "WTF?" I've seen quite a number of films with far out story lines but this movie is in a category by itself. But at the same time it was very creepy.
I won't spoil it for those who haven't seen the film but I wonder if such a thing could happen in real life to a couple who adopts?!....Nah!
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My loyal and dear readers it's finally Friday!
It's our long weekend up here, Civic Holiday which also means it's CARIBANA! The entire city is in a 'krazy' tropical island vibe mode.
Whatever your plans are have a festive weekend.-x
XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess
P.S. This Mother Goose and Grimm cartoon appeared in the Saturday comics. I found it funny.
