Last week, my youngest daughter and I met my sister and nephew to watch The Avengers in 3D. It was a weird choice for my youngest and I to make because we really don't groove to superheroes much.
With the exception of Wonder Woman, of course.
We're far too jealous of superhero powers to really enjoy watching them onscreen.
Basically, our choice of movie boiled down to the fact that my youngest was wearing her 3D glasses necklace and she wanted to see if the glasses on her necklace really worked. The Avengers was the only 3D movie playing that we hadn't seen.
Side note: The 3D glasses necklace worked as well as any 3D glasses with one red lens and one blue one, which is to say they were kinda sucky. She quickly switched to the 'free gift with purchase' 3D glasses provided by the movie theater.
The movie was great and we really enjoyed it. Hanging out with my sister and my nephew is always a good time. This time was no exception … right up until the part in which my complete and utter lack of superhero knowledge became evident. It offended my nephew to his core, well, more on a molecular level.
He still can't fathom how I've gone through life without ever having seen Iron Man 2.
Or Captain America.
Or Thor.
What can I say? I've been busy.
I now have all of his superhero DVDs in a Target bag, along with a new list of movies that I have to watch.
Yeesh.
A new list of movies to watch.
Like I have time for two movie lists.
Watching all of these films is seriously going to cut into my schedule. When am I going to have time to watch Real Housewives? Or hang out in my Room O' Funk? Or practice my breakdance routines? Huh? When?
More importantly, what if my nephew's movies creep me out like some movies on my other list? I'm talking to you Silence of the Lambs.
Shudder. I might never sleep again.
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