Wednesday, April 25, 2007
King's X 'King's X'
I got a phone call from Kristina yesterday. She felt compelled to help me out with my Drew Barrymore sickness. We went to the Sedgefield $2 cinemas over on High Point Road here in Greensboro to see Music And Lyrics.
I was a little apprehensive inside because that place holds a bad memory for me. But the thought of hanging with my friend, seeing Drew Barrymore on the big screen, and knocking the film off my Netlfix queue outweighed any uneasiness.
I haven’t been to that theater since I saw the 2001 Nicole Kidman (should I also mention my fixation with her too?) film The Others. It was that day when I realized my ex-fiancée’s infidelity. Since I had complete trust, I was blind to the fact that something was going on with her and one of my friends. It hit me during the course of that movie that something wasn’t kosher when they both ventured out to the bathrooms at the same time.
With all that way behind me, surprisingly the place didn’t have angry little demons popping out at me around every turn. I was able to fully enjoy the time out with my friend and able to somewhat enjoy the film Music And Lyrics.
Hugh Grant plays a “happy has-been” from an 80’s pop band called Pop. Their “hit song” “Pop Goes My Heart” has been stuck in my head until I put on this King’s X CD.
Music And Lyrics is the typical crappy little romantic film that normally causes me to writhe in pain. But with Drew Barrymore in it… The writhing was of a different nature. At times, the film was boring and predictable. Other times, I found myself chuckling at a few things.
I was riding the fence with scoring it with 2 out of 5 stars on Netflix, but with the talents and beauty of Ms. Barrymore, I gave it 3 out of 5 stars.
The only redeeming quality was the video parody of “Pop Goes My Heart”. That little gem caused me the most laughs. If you haven’t seen the movie, don’t bother. Although I strongly urge you to check out the link to the video on You Tube.
When Hugh Grant first made lip contact with Barrymore, it was all I could do to keep from standing up and shouting at the movie screen, “Stop it! He doesn’t love you! He prefers transvestite hookers!” But I kept my cool and didn’t embarrass Kristina in front of the other movie goers.
After the flick, we ventured over to our “watering hole” for a few adult beverages. Since we have this idea of opening and closing a bar, I decided that since it’s a chain restaurant/bar it may be a good idea to ask permission to put their name and location on my blog.
If you’re a Too Dangerous For Daylight reader, the invitation will be totally wide open for you to join us during our alcoholic endeavors.
I talked to the manager there and he’s going to contact who he needs to in order to put the name and address out there for those who would like to join us for a few rounds. If we don’t get permission, then we’ll find another place dear and close to our hearts.
One of the main reasons that we chose this particular place is because of the bar’s hours during the week. We gotten to know all the bartenders and they know us. Hell, they seem to like us. The other reason was the bathrooms… If you’re going to spend a lot of time in a bar, there’s the very probable event of using more than a urinal.
Sure, I love the “dive” type of bars, but when it comes to nice and clean facilities… They are sorely lacking in that department. It may good enough for a desperate heroin shooter, but it’s not good enough for my fat pasty ass to have a “sit down” on a porcelain bowl of filth.
I will keep you posted.