Sunday, November 11, 2007

larger than life

Sometimes the problem with a good story is it sticks with you even when it's done. Especially when the story is on the big screen and you've seen a movie in the theater exactly twice in the last two years.

I saw American Gangster this evening. I was slightly doubtful, expecting a shoot-em-up, but the ticket guy assured me it was more drama than violence. And he was right. I should have realized Denzel Washington is always good, regardless of his role. It was also the sort of epic-length movie that needs to be seen on the big screen. I can almost guarantee that I would have fallen asleep if I watched at home.

I splurged on popcorn and skittles, but skipped the diet coke, in my attempt to eat more healthy (I also snuck in a water bottle, some cheese and an apple, so perhaps that balances the junk food?).

However, when I left the movie I found myself paranoid at every turn. Why are those people grouped around the car next to my mine? Why is that car following me so closely on the highway? Does the music on the radio at the redlight mean I'm about to be sideswiped when the light turns green? Should I park next to the truck in the hotel parking lot or will someone jump out and grab me? Is it safe for me to go in the back door of the hotel?

I'm not sure whether the lesson is that I shouldn't watch such dramatic movies or that I shoulddn't eat so much sugar.

Now I am happily watching fluff tv, which I can turn off with no negative effects (or so I hope).

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