Wednesday, December 30, 2015

Star Wars

During the holiday break we went to see the Star Wars movie.

Zach loved it.  Logan was bored.

Ok... we'll have to be quiet about this next bit...


I didn't love the Star Wars movie.

Ok,  before anyone freaks out, I didn't hate it either.  I enjoyed the humor. There was some good one liners, most of which came from Harrison Ford and the BB8 droid was great.  It's worth mentioning that I am not a huge Star Wars movie fanatic, so I can't appreciate all of the detailed parts that true fans go crazy for. I do get a kick out of some of them,the one with the Ewoks is my favorite, I even got a stuffed one for Christmas one year.

I am not sure if this is a spoiler or not, but I feel the need to make that disclosure....

Here is my main argument as to why I didn't like it.  In a previous movie there was this death star thing.  In this movie there is another big giant thing.  Both of which are totally impenetrable and impossible to destroy, that is unless you fly into this exact hole and shoot this one thing.....then Bob's your uncle.

Whatever, the boys had a good time, so it was a good night out.

Except of course for the concession prices.  Seriously, it has gone off the rails.  The boys movie tickets were $8.99 each.  Totally reasonable, no issues with that at all.

 The boys each got a popcorn, bladder buster drink (with a Star Wars doodad on the top) and a small candy bag (Combo 1 if I am not mistaken) .  I got nothing for myself and the total was around $37.  $37!!!!!

I must be getting old because that seems ludicrous to me.  I dare you to justify it. A bag of popcorn should cost about $1.39. Ugh.

That's the one thing about going to see these huge blockbusters.  Everything about them is mental.  I thought that by waiting a week the craziness would have died down a little. NOPE.  There was still this massive line that snaked around the whole lobby area.  Add to that two separate showing one at 6:45 and one at 7:15 with no identifiable signage distinguishing the two and everyone in the place was getting a little ancy.

They should have a sign at the front door (before you see the crazy line ups) saying...

Thankfully we got three seats together without having to sit in the front row.

Lucky we were.


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