Dark Knight review
It is great, but it’s not as dark as some are playing up. No sexual violence for example, no sex at all really. And there was one helicopter crash that was lame CG in my opinion, but it’s pretty great for a main stream film. Cool sound design. Ledger does a great Joker, but I predict he’s already won the Academy award due to his demise, and I’m not sure it’s THAT great.
And I’ll probably never go see at film at Atlantic Station again-
Chilly’s back in the midtown hood, I assume. Too many wannabe thugs and don’t-give-a-shit-bout-nuttin’-but-my-car-and-clothes types at the ATLic Station? Or lemme guess… you were summarily dismissed (or maybe dissed?) by a ranking member or two of the Capital of the New South’s Urban Elite? Do tell!
First of all, show after show is sold out due to online sales, then Chad and I get tix for the 10:50 sunday night. Have to sit way up front and he goes to get a coffee. These two black fags sit down next to us - not PC here, but thanx ATL for this particular pest in abundance: the sassy, young black homosexual. So they’re sitting there chatterboxing away, whateva. The previews start, and the one is still on his phone. But sweetheart can’t hear over the trailer, SO HE PUTS IT ON SPEAKERPHONE!
“Are you fucking kidding me?”, I begin looking him dead in the eye.
And he is all front, “No I am not fucking kidding you!!!”
“You’re turning off that fucking phone!”
“I ain’t turning off shit! Who you think you are trying to tell me what to do…(sass sass, fag babble)”
My blood is boiling. Will others gawking all around testify against me if I stand up and throttle this person? Do I go out through the crowded theatre to get the cop and try that route?
There is still the sqwaking voice of another black fag on the phone coming in through the previews. But very quickly he does get up and walk out to finish his conversation.
Certain elements of african-american culture I’ll miss when I move up to the great white north (Portland, ME this fall), and others I won’t.
This other breeder tried to run me down while I was in a crosswalk the other day, flicking her off with one hand and pointing at the State Law: stop for pedestrians in crosswalk sign with the other. Again yaking away on a cell phone, actually speeding up as she swerved around me. And here my foolish ass thought she might be able to read or care about something other than herself…
Wow… I hit that one right on the mark (minus the homosexual aspect). The scenario described in your post is exactly why I usually don’t venture out past dark. And I live in Gwinnett. I’m afraid of how I might react in a similar situation. I can’t remember when I last watched a movie in a theater. Most people in the good ol’ USA are inconsiderate idiots. You know this. Stop trying, fool.
Naw, I can’t quit. But I will go back to watching movies at 4 PM on a Tuesday at the indie cinema like I usually do. And there is definitely no need to buy into the “opening weekend” mentality, which fuels “the blockbuster”, which has put another nail in the coffin of decent American cinema.
I will not be intimidated by a 130lb black cocksucker!
I’ll call you soon with more Mitchell stories…
This 145lb black cocksucker wishes you would puff up at me in a theater..go on do it.
*Smooch*
…unless you’re babbling on speaker phone, then it’s on!
Acting all tuff…I remember that look on your face when that guy turned around with his cock out in the porn theatre on Buford highway…
Alright you got me there; scaly peckers scare me.