The Facts of Life, Part 2

I went to see Eclipse last week. While I would normally use this opportunity to once again discuss Kristen Stewart's stellar acting capabilities, I'm instead feeling compelled to discuss a few other facts of life brought to mind by this movie-going experience.

Fact #4: It is unacceptable to sit on the isle of an empty row in a movie theatre. I was under the impression that everyone knows it is common courtesy to go all the way in the row so that people don't have to continually step over/around you as they file into the theatre. Clearly I was wrong.

Fact #5: Being on time means being early. My best friends and I live by a simple rule when it comes to arranging meeting times: if we say 7:00, you should be there by 6:55 at the latest. I believe this to be the glue that holds our friendships together. We are annoyingly prompt and we expect others to behave similarly. Timeliness makes the world go round, well that and caffeine.

Fact #6: Kristen Stewart is a terrible actress. TERRIBLE. I wasn't going to talk about her, but I couldn't resist. Need some evidence to support this fact? Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, In the Land of Women, Zathura, The Messengers. This is just a quick sampling of movies her presence in has ruined.

Another thing I feel like discussing today is a movie called Home Movie. During dinner on the 4th of July, Rock and I were engaged in a heated discussion about the sanctity of good horror flicks. This discussion led us to the video store where we scoured the shelves for a horror film worthy of viewing on such a sacred holiday. We found nothing. So, we decided to casually glance at the new releases section. This is where the magic began. As we rounded the corner into the H's, there it was. A DVD with a picture of two terrifying looking children on the cover. Naturally, we picked the case up and read the back for further evidence that this was what we'd been searching for all along. I can't remember the exact description, but I remember hearing the words "pastor dad" and I was sold. Rule #1 of horror films: if there is a pastor/reverend/preacher/priest involved, it's gonna be good. Rule #2: if there are children involved, the likelihood that you will end up terrified increases exponentially. This movie appeared to be a dream come true. We rented it immediately. I don't want to give too much away, but this movie was the perfect blend of hilarious story lines, poor acting, and creepy children. I highly recommend watching it for a good laugh/scare.

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