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fiercebunny) wrote2006-07-07 03:32 am
fiercebunny) wrote2006-07-07 03:32 am
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Pirates of the Caribbean - in Smell-o-Vision
Just got back from the movie, which was simultaneously awesome and horrendously painful all at the same time.
I bought tickets online for the Harkins theater downtown and by the time Sarah and I got there, about half an hour before midnight, it was already way packed. While Sarah was getting drinks, it took me a good ten minutes going up and down the aisles trying to find two seats together and failing. Finally, I found two empty ones in the bottom left hand side of the theater and asked the guy in the third seat if they were taken, and when he said no, I finally sank into the seat in relief. We made some chitchat about how freaking crowded it was.
Then, before they started the movie, Harkins held a costume contest. There were at least two dozen people in costume. Each person had to give their pirate name and do a little jig. The two finalists ended up being a Captain Jack lookalike and a guy in a puffy shirt named Captain Blueballs. They commenced sword-fighting. Captain Jack cheated by pulling out a pistol. Pirate, naturally. He ended up winning a treasure chest/gift basket filled with candy.
At beginning of the jig-off, the guy nex to me said, "How lame. These people have no lives." Hiding my annoyance, I said that I thought it was pretty cool. Dude, you made the effort to go to a midnight showing of a pirate movie, you're not going to earn cool points anytime soon.
Anyway, by that point Sarah had showed up towards the end of the contest and the movie started. There were three of us in a row of just three seats: me, Sarah, and this guy. Now at the beginning of the movie, we didn't notice anything peculiar. I certainly hadn't when I had first sat down. But after the first hour, Sarah realized that the guy sitting next to her smelled bad. Really bad.
There's a line in the movie where one of the characters describes the kraken as having "breath reeking of the stench of death", at which Sarah turned to me and whispered, "And I'm sitting next to it." Later she described it, "as if he got up this morning and rolled around in dead babies."
By the last forty-five minutes of the movie, even I could smell him. At first, it was just a whiff of something strange, a hint of b.o. or really stale breath. You couldn't tell where it was coming from. But then it grew stronger, the scaly tentacles of funk spreading further, more pervasively. The kraken was undeniably on the move.
Poor Sarah was leaning as far forward into fresh air as she could and when I would glance over, she had this kicked puppy look on her face that said, "Please, please help me."
Most of the drive back to her house was spent apologizing for making her take that middle seat. Most of the conversation went like this...
Sarah: I CAN STILL SMELL IT ON ME. IT BURNS.
Jennifer: I'M DRIVING AS FAST AS I CAN. ZOMG, I AM SORRY.
Such a shame because the movie itself was really great. Lots of swash-buckling fun, something this summer has sorely lacked. At 2 hours and 45 minutes, it is loooong though; do not hesitate to pack a light lunch. Johnny Depp was great again, as always; he totally sashayed away with the picture. I did love the other characters too. Everyone looked like they were having a lot of fun. Can't wait to discuss spoilers :D Oh, and definitely stay past the end credits.
Looking forward to the third installement, especially since Chow Yun Fat is supposed to be in it. FLOVE. After tonight's experience though, I will pass on any more midnight showings.
I bought tickets online for the Harkins theater downtown and by the time Sarah and I got there, about half an hour before midnight, it was already way packed. While Sarah was getting drinks, it took me a good ten minutes going up and down the aisles trying to find two seats together and failing. Finally, I found two empty ones in the bottom left hand side of the theater and asked the guy in the third seat if they were taken, and when he said no, I finally sank into the seat in relief. We made some chitchat about how freaking crowded it was.
Then, before they started the movie, Harkins held a costume contest. There were at least two dozen people in costume. Each person had to give their pirate name and do a little jig. The two finalists ended up being a Captain Jack lookalike and a guy in a puffy shirt named Captain Blueballs. They commenced sword-fighting. Captain Jack cheated by pulling out a pistol. Pirate, naturally. He ended up winning a treasure chest/gift basket filled with candy.
At beginning of the jig-off, the guy nex to me said, "How lame. These people have no lives." Hiding my annoyance, I said that I thought it was pretty cool. Dude, you made the effort to go to a midnight showing of a pirate movie, you're not going to earn cool points anytime soon.
Anyway, by that point Sarah had showed up towards the end of the contest and the movie started. There were three of us in a row of just three seats: me, Sarah, and this guy. Now at the beginning of the movie, we didn't notice anything peculiar. I certainly hadn't when I had first sat down. But after the first hour, Sarah realized that the guy sitting next to her smelled bad. Really bad.
There's a line in the movie where one of the characters describes the kraken as having "breath reeking of the stench of death", at which Sarah turned to me and whispered, "And I'm sitting next to it." Later she described it, "as if he got up this morning and rolled around in dead babies."
By the last forty-five minutes of the movie, even I could smell him. At first, it was just a whiff of something strange, a hint of b.o. or really stale breath. You couldn't tell where it was coming from. But then it grew stronger, the scaly tentacles of funk spreading further, more pervasively. The kraken was undeniably on the move.
Poor Sarah was leaning as far forward into fresh air as she could and when I would glance over, she had this kicked puppy look on her face that said, "Please, please help me."
Most of the drive back to her house was spent apologizing for making her take that middle seat. Most of the conversation went like this...
Sarah: I CAN STILL SMELL IT ON ME. IT BURNS.
Jennifer: I'M DRIVING AS FAST AS I CAN. ZOMG, I AM SORRY.
Such a shame because the movie itself was really great. Lots of swash-buckling fun, something this summer has sorely lacked. At 2 hours and 45 minutes, it is loooong though; do not hesitate to pack a light lunch. Johnny Depp was great again, as always; he totally sashayed away with the picture. I did love the other characters too. Everyone looked like they were having a lot of fun. Can't wait to discuss spoilers :D Oh, and definitely stay past the end credits.
Looking forward to the third installement, especially since Chow Yun Fat is supposed to be in it. FLOVE. After tonight's experience though, I will pass on any more midnight showings.