Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Love on a budget
I ended up at the $1.99 Theater at Santa Fe Mall this weekend. Of course, like always- I didn't plan on going to the $1.99 Theater- I was leaving Gwinnett Place Mall when, on a whim, I decided to drive by Santa Fe and see what was up on the Marquee.
I was in luck.
It was a choice between "Harold and Kumar Engage in Marijuana-Related Wackiness," and "Forgetting Sarah Marshall." I was leaning toward seeing the Apatow-approved Rom/Com (For the most part, the reviews I’d read about the movie when it was released a few months back were generally pretty positive), but settled on "Harold and Kumar" since it was about to begin in ten minutes.
After buying my ticket from a cute blonde girl who went about her job with all the enthusiasm of a prisoner collecting trash alongside the highway, I made my way to the concession stand and marveled at the number of couples in attendance. Maybe it's just me, but I never considered the $1.99 Theater to be the sort of place you'd take your girlfriend to on a Saturday night.
Look, I know an evening at the movies is fast becoming more expensive than a night with a high class hooker, but what sort of message does it send to your date when you escort her to a $1.99 Theater located inside a "mall" that has more retail carts than actual stores? I’d argue that renting a DVD and ordering Chinese would be much more romantic than dragging your significant other down the urine-soaked hallway of a dilapidated, $1.99 theater for a 9pm showing of “College Road Trip.”
I discussed this with Marla earlier today, and she essentially called me an elitist snob. I objected, but wasn’t sure if she could hear me over the roar of my gold, diamond-encrusted Private Jet.
I was in luck.
It was a choice between "Harold and Kumar Engage in Marijuana-Related Wackiness," and "Forgetting Sarah Marshall." I was leaning toward seeing the Apatow-approved Rom/Com (For the most part, the reviews I’d read about the movie when it was released a few months back were generally pretty positive), but settled on "Harold and Kumar" since it was about to begin in ten minutes.
After buying my ticket from a cute blonde girl who went about her job with all the enthusiasm of a prisoner collecting trash alongside the highway, I made my way to the concession stand and marveled at the number of couples in attendance. Maybe it's just me, but I never considered the $1.99 Theater to be the sort of place you'd take your girlfriend to on a Saturday night.
Look, I know an evening at the movies is fast becoming more expensive than a night with a high class hooker, but what sort of message does it send to your date when you escort her to a $1.99 Theater located inside a "mall" that has more retail carts than actual stores? I’d argue that renting a DVD and ordering Chinese would be much more romantic than dragging your significant other down the urine-soaked hallway of a dilapidated, $1.99 theater for a 9pm showing of “College Road Trip.”
I discussed this with Marla earlier today, and she essentially called me an elitist snob. I objected, but wasn’t sure if she could hear me over the roar of my gold, diamond-encrusted Private Jet.
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I do suggest you give Forgetting Sarah Marshall a try sometime. Not the best film I have ever seen, but Russell Brand is too funny for words.
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