First off, I apologize for how pathetic this is going to
sound and for making some of you think poorly of me. I am sorry.
Everybody has heard of Les Miserables. I’ve heard it thrown around as a great novel
and play, however, I did not know what the story was about.
Thomas and I wanted to go to a movie this afternoon and I
wanted to see Hansel and Gretyl beat up a bunch of witches, but, alas…. So I started looking into the other movies
listed. I had heard that Anne Hathaway
was up for an Oscar for her performance in Les Miserables. I like her, so that’s a possibility.
I decided to do a little digging and see what Les Miserables
was about. Wow! That is a great story!!! Of course, Wikipedia is basically in outline
form, but I’m thinking they could make this movie magical. So my vote is for Les Mis.
We’re in the movie and the previews are rolling and Thomas
leans over to me and asks, “You do know that this is a musical, right?”.
“Excuse me?
What? I know that Anne Hathaway
sings, but….”
“Yah, it’s a musical.
Good luck!”
Does he mean musical like “Grease” (loved this), “Sound of
Music” (loved this), or “West Side Story” (loved this) where there is a lot of
talking highlighted with music or does he mean “Dream Girls” musical? Those girls NEVER stopped singing.
Well…..I believe the actors in Les Miserables were probably
fined large amounts of money if they uttered a sound that wasn’t in tune.
My goal was to make it through Anne’s singing, which I did,
and it was beautiful, and I can see why she is up for an Academy Award. She was brilliant!!!
But then my mind began to wander and the seat got
uncomfortable and my popcorn was gone and I wanted to put my feet up on the
chair in front of me, which I know is a no-no, and then there was nobody behind
me so I pulled out my phone to check messages, ringer off, of course, finally I
leaned forward and put my head in my hands.
Thomas: “Sooo, are
you enjoying the movie?”
AND THEN HE ABOUT PEES HIMSELF DYING LAUGHING!!!!!
Me: “Yah, it’s
great. How much longer?”
Thomas: “About 2
hours.”
So here’s the deal.
When Thomas and I go out on Saturday afternoon we kiss the girls, tell
them we love them, and then tell them to get to cleaning the house b/c they
don’t know when we’ll be back. It could
be short, it could be long. At no point
are we to get a phone call that involves anything less than my sister has cut
off her arm, some strange person is in the house, the house is on fire, we’re
talking a real emergency here, not she walked through my pile of dirt.
At this point I’m praying for an earthquake. I look down at my phone and it’s
blinking. I’ve missed a call (b/c the
ringer was off). It’s the home number. Thank you, God, but please let everyone have
both arms. I turn to Thomas and tell him
it must be important so I have to take it in the lobby. He just smiles. Off I run to the lobby to save the day for my
children.
Apparently, we forgot to drop off the cake for the cake walk
tonight at the Winter Carnival at church.
YES!!!!!! Emergency enough for
me!!!!! I race back in tell Thomas I’ll
be back to get him and run out the door.
The girls were so upset they had ruined “date day” by
calling about the cake and I told them they had saved me from two hours of
griping to myself about how this movie could have been only 1 hour and 30 minutes
or less, if they would have just “said” their lines. Everything else the same, background, actors,
everything, just spit it out!
When I picked Thomas up after the movie I asked him if he
liked it. He said he did, especially
after I left.
All that matters is that I got to eat all the popcorn before
I left and I got to see Anne Hathaway sing.
I truly believe there should be some sort of notification
when the movie is a musical. I know they
can’t use “M” because it stands for “Mature”, but maybe an “*” that lets you
know this movie is going to take way longer than it really should because every
single word will be in tune.
I think I’m going to read the book.
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