Saturday, April 24, 2004

 
Yesterday I took a 4 hour nap. I woke up at 8:30 feeling terribly cranky and disoriented. I couldn't get a hold of anyone and Lachie's offer of watching the Crow away from the loud, obnoxious confines of a bar was seeming more and more appealing. I guess I should mention one thing. I have never seen the Crow before. I think I tried to watch it once at my parent's house, but it didn't seem that interesting. I think I was turned off of it because of its association with Rage Against the Machine (they're on the soundtrack). It seemed like there was a lot of movies that I regret exchanging money for in 90's that featured Rage Against the Machine on their soundtracks.

Yes, I have seen both Godzilla and Higher Learning in the theatre. I went to see Higher Learning on a first date in Corner Brook, Newfoundland. It was a rather awkward experience. The girl I was with kept turning to me and staring at me for long periods. I didn't have anything on my face (acne, food etc.) so I was pretty sure it was because she wanted to make out. I turned to her:
"Do you want to make out?"
Uhm well yeah that's what we usually do when we go to the movies
"I have a rule that I don't make out in theatres, I want to make out, but well can we just watch the movie?"

My face burned.

I made out once with the first girl I kissed when I went to see White Men Can't Jump with her. I was quite certain that if I didn't kiss her during the movie she would break up with me. I was afraid she'd think I was green (inexperienced in the realm of making out for those that aren't down with teen vocabulary). I kissed her awkwardly in the course of the movie. It was not very good. The next day her friend called to dump me for her.

Around the same time I use to have this friend who had a weird 'technique' in kissing girls at the movies. He used to call himself a 'poon hound' (did any of us even know what that meant when we were 13?). We would routinely all attend the movies together (some of the classics viewed include : Chasers, Curly Sue, Kuffs, Hook, So I Married An Axe Murderer, the aforementioned White Men Can't Jump). He would sit in one aisle with his girlfriend and we the usually mixed gender single peanut gallery would sit in the row behind. Halfway through the movie he put his hand up, count down from five with his fingers and at 0 would start making out with his girlfriend while one of his confederates timed how long he 'sucked face' for.

I read about how intellectual and revolutionary Rage Against the Machine were when I was in junior high. I read about it in Spin magazine and I assumed it must be true. At 15 I thought Spin was the first and last word on music. If they told me the Stone Temple Pilots were awesome I believed it. Boy was I fucking wrong. Later on in high school the only Rage Against the Machine song my friends seemed interested in listening to was the one that repeats "Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me" about a million times at the close of the song. I got sick of that pretty quick and traded my copy of their cd for a Shelter album. Somehow the prospect of listening to a band with a strong Krishna message seemed more appealing. I think I was full of shit.

During the movie there's a scene where the Crow/Eric Draven loads a shotgun barrel first with jewelry. Lachie informed us that "I don't think that's the way guns work."
In retrospect I'm thinking that was one of the last thoughts Brandon Lee ever had.

Near the end of the movie Myza turned to Lachie and said "You'd never come back to avenge me. You'd probably come back so you could go to Dairy Queen and get blizzards."

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