| | Watching theatrical trailers is awesome. I think it was Dane Cook who said during one of his stand-ups that people always feel compelled to comment on soon-to-be-released movie trailers. People stay quiet until the trailer finishes, and either says to his or her companion, "that looks good," or, "it's garbage."
Two of my friends, J and M, were over at my house a few nights ago and we were watching some late night TV. Over the course of J's aimless channel surfing, I think we watched a total of 4 of 5 different movie trailers, and as Mr. Cook foretold, we stayed completely silent through the trailer, exchanged some comments, and after a minute or two of discussion were back to being our quiet fucking tired selves.
The first trailer we came across was for "The Hangover." J, who had been absolutely apeshit-excited for this movie since day one, immediately spoke up and began expressing how much he wanted to see the film. I made some snappy comments on how I thought it was stupid, and how it looked like it would be another "Beer Fest"-type dream movie for loser's who never did anything exciting. M was silent. The trailer ended, we all shut the fuck up.
The next trailer we came across was for "Year One" with Jack Black and Michael Cera. Now I'm not too big of a Jack Black fan, but I am definitely watching this movie. As a huge fan of Judd Apatow films and Michael Cera, I think it's going to be great. I spoke up first. J chimed in afterwards, agreeing with me that this is a must-see. Once again, M was silent. The trailer ended, and we all shut the fuck up.
After about 30 to 40 minutes of more channel flipping (and therefore 30 to 40 minutes of zero conversation) we finally came across the trailer for the new Sandra Bullock/Ryan Reynolds movie, "The Proposal." Simple story: Sandra Bullock's character is a high powered no-nonesense, undersexed female executive of a big company whose career is in jeopardy due to the immediate threat of deportation back to Canada from the US. In a hail mary attempt to keep her US status, she claims to her superiors that she is getting married to an American, Ryan Reynolds, who plays her employee of some sort. I'm guessing over the course of the movie the two fall in love or whatnot.
Without being too critical, I have to say that this film is no doubt a classic chick-flick thinly veiled over by what is supposed to be the alpha-male comic relief of Reynolds. At best, it's a movie that your girlfriend will want to watch, and you'll be able to sit through without sustaining brain damage.
As soon as the trailer finished, M -- who had been silent the entire time -- spoke up, "that looks good, I want to see that."
It took a full 5 seconds for his comment to register for J and me. I spoke up, "dude... are you serious?" J immediately burst out laughing. I spoke again over J choking on his own chuckles, "you do realize that's a chick flick right?" It took a lot of effort for me to hold my tongue, not to comment on his single relationship status, and not say something like, "masturbating in the theatre doesn't count as going with a girlfriend." After J and I laughed some more, M mustered enough courage to say, "Oh, I thought it was another movie."
YOU THOUGHT IT WAS ANOTHER MOVIE? THAT'S YOUR DEFENSE? What other movie could you have POSSIBLY mistaken it for? I laughed even harder at his half-assed attempt to redeem himself. I think I woke my dogs up, and they sleep outside.
Don't get me wrong, I couldn't care a less if a guy watches a chick-flick or not. What made me laugh the most was the fact that he had been so silent the entire time, and the one movie he decided to comment on was a movie where a strong-minded female exec falls in love with her inappropriately mismatched underling. And M isn't even a shy guy by nature. He's normally the loudest fuck among us.
I thought it was another movie. Hah, nice try Tinkerbell.
You had to be there.
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