The long-awaited day had finally arrived, when the infant would be presented to the kingdom and – no!
Having longed for The Movie since it was first announced in 2012, experienced heartbreak when the release date was pushed back to May, and surviving a near nervous breakdown when I realized the forces of childcare might prevent me from seeing it today, I have triumphed. No more will I be satisfied with trailers and teasers. Gone are the uncertainties and speculations. When I walked through that theater door my heart soared, just like a fairy with wings. Me and Angelina, all by ourselves, have conquered.
I was really looking forward to today, by the way.
And then it got better.
BB bought her ticket first, and then the clerk handed her a roll of shiny paper that looked curiously like a movie poster. When I bounced up to the desk (and I do mean bounced – that’s not me being writerly) I requested, “One ticket. And a poster. I want a poster. Please.” For a moment, she looked as if she might just deny me, since 33 year old women are not supposed to bounce and giggle like they’re on a first date with a cute guy. After I handed her my Disney credit card, though, she just rolled her eyes and forked it over.
For the low-low price of…. whatever, I didn’t even pay attention to how much I was charged – for the price of a matinee movie ticket, I got an amazing theatrical experience and a photo that’s better than pr0n.
Only two problems remain:
Where am I going to hang this?
When will I have time to watch it again in IMAX?