At the insistence of a certain "lady friend," I went out this evening for a night at the theater. As is customary, I allowed her to choose the entertainment for the evening.
Her choice was both ill-advised and ignorant. For the both of us were subjected to the horror that is Spider-Man 3. For those with weak or feeble minds, I warn you: I will be engaging in that which might constitute spoiling!
As one who knows a thing or two about physics, I must say that their depiction of particle physics was both ignorant and laughable. Important research at night? Fools! The night is for either sleeping or wreaking terrible vengeance. Both are acceptable.
Though I must say I did enjoy the scene where the walking plot-point mercilessly pummeled the fool Spider-Man. I laughed uproariously. I am certain that if I had not driven all the other patrons from the theater before the previews (I like the middle of the theater, and will brook no head blocking my view) I would surely have disturbed them. Though that would have been just as amusing.
In conclusion, I am pleased that I threatened the management of the theater with a fist of steel. I cannot imagine how I would have felt to have spent valuable stolen loot on tickets to a film that puts film to shame.
