So, brenda and tommyrot--4:30ish in the lobby?
I'd say 4:25-ish.
(Yeah, I'm anal about the time to arrive at a theater. But since Trek's been out for two weeks, maybe it won't be that full.)
I might arrive early and hang out at Cafeneo (4655 N. Lincoln) until then. Free WiFi!
More random thoughts on Star Trek, in the form of questions:
The physics were ridic. Absolute trash. And you don't normally see that kind of body count in a romantic comedy. But I still adored it and want to see it again. Why is that?
Wasn't someone bugged about the geography of San Francisco in it? Can you hand-wave that with the same Big Reset Button that puts the Grand Canyon in Iowa?
Does Zach Quinto get honorary goth points for his character's parents being played by two goth icons (or deputy assistant icons, as it may be)?
Why could I recognize Deep Roy immediately but not figure out who Sarek was for hours? I think it may be the way Roy runs.
Can anyone say "way Roy runs" five times fast?
Oh wait, we only have to spoiler-font the HSQ-moments of Trek now, right?
There was an actual physical flailer sitting in the row in front of me. A bit distracting, with the arms waving.
Lady behind me took a couple phone calls. I shot her a death look and her friend suggested she leave. She only went as far as the hallway, so she was still audible. I knew she was trouble, based on the way she was talking through the trailers. Abysmal taste, and unable to whisper or keep a thought to herself.
There was an actual physical flailer sitting in the row in front of me. A bit distracting, with the arms waving.
This is what I'm saying -- they would turn to each other and physically flail. Which was better than talking, but still distracting, as you say.
She only went as far as the hallway, so she was still audible.
Set phasers on Bright Flashlight of Humiliation.
Corwood, I knew when I typed that that you would, momentarily, at least, believe I sucked cock by choice.
I assume that most straight women and gay men do, and figure it works out pretty well for most everyone involved.
I really don't like Moulin Rouge, but, y'know, I don't hold people's taste in entertainments against them, and hope the feeling is mutual.
Only a joke, and a gratuitous Deadwood reference.(Although I am pleased to say I've had few complaints at that, but that's not very cinematic of me.)
That said, I almost gave myself emotional whiplash watching that and The Wire on the same night once...would not recommend.
Can you hand-wave that with the same Big Reset Button that puts the Grand Canyon in Iowa?
I read a review (I think it was the Flick Filosopher) where the writer geeked out and speculated that the big canyon in Iowa was a return visit/devastation caused by some Big Bad on ST:Enterprise who wrecked similar gashes in the Earth further south towards Florida.