Freddy vs Jason Rant
I'm in my hometown for the weekend, a small rural town in Southeastern KY, so there isn't a heck of a lot to do on a Friday night. Naturally, I went to the movies. Now I've seen all of the "Friday the 13th" movies and all of the "Nightmare on Elm Street" flicks. In order to keep that honor, I figured I should watch the "Freddy vs. Jason". Sadly, neither of my sibs wanted to go, so I ventured it solo.
The movie itself was fairly good, a typical slasher flick with a higher end budget. It was actually sold out. Saw tons of blood, two pairs of bare hooters, two naked rear ends, and two quick sex scenes -- about what I figured. If Kelly Rowland of "Destiny's Child" ever wants to give up the singing gig, she actually has some talent as an actress to fall back on. Sorry, no spoilers, I wont do that to anyone, except to spare them pain... like if they were planning to see "Gigli" or the "Thin Red Line".
Now for something scarier -- the audience at the movie. This flick attracted the tractor pull crowd. Never in my life had I seen this many hard core rednecks in one place outside of WWF appearance. Don't get me wrong, I was born and raised in KY and have more than a little of the redneck gene in me, but tonight's crew of inbreds were scary as hell. I think I can say with a fair degree of certainty that I had the highest IQ in the room. Between the whiny teeny-bopper, blonde chick behind me, the line of vocal, long-haired goofballs in the front row, and the crying child, I was prepared to go postal.
And who the hell thinks that it's a good idea to bring your four year old kid to a HORROR movie? I saw at least a half dozen children (i.e. six and under) at this flick. I understand that it's hard to get a baby sitter sometimes, but I hope the parents enjoy the nightmares and future therapy they are going to provide them. It's not like the 19 yr old theatre manager would object to them apparently.
And to the slack-jawed idiot who sat next to me and gave the periodic play-by-play updates, I pray you get stuck sitting on a long airplane ride between a rude European tourist with B.O. and a screaming baby who smokes.
Okay, enough ranting... time for bed and sweeter dreams.
The movie itself was fairly good, a typical slasher flick with a higher end budget. It was actually sold out. Saw tons of blood, two pairs of bare hooters, two naked rear ends, and two quick sex scenes -- about what I figured. If Kelly Rowland of "Destiny's Child" ever wants to give up the singing gig, she actually has some talent as an actress to fall back on. Sorry, no spoilers, I wont do that to anyone, except to spare them pain... like if they were planning to see "Gigli" or the "Thin Red Line".
Now for something scarier -- the audience at the movie. This flick attracted the tractor pull crowd. Never in my life had I seen this many hard core rednecks in one place outside of WWF appearance. Don't get me wrong, I was born and raised in KY and have more than a little of the redneck gene in me, but tonight's crew of inbreds were scary as hell. I think I can say with a fair degree of certainty that I had the highest IQ in the room. Between the whiny teeny-bopper, blonde chick behind me, the line of vocal, long-haired goofballs in the front row, and the crying child, I was prepared to go postal.
And who the hell thinks that it's a good idea to bring your four year old kid to a HORROR movie? I saw at least a half dozen children (i.e. six and under) at this flick. I understand that it's hard to get a baby sitter sometimes, but I hope the parents enjoy the nightmares and future therapy they are going to provide them. It's not like the 19 yr old theatre manager would object to them apparently.
And to the slack-jawed idiot who sat next to me and gave the periodic play-by-play updates, I pray you get stuck sitting on a long airplane ride between a rude European tourist with B.O. and a screaming baby who smokes.
Okay, enough ranting... time for bed and sweeter dreams.