The Dwight stuff is a different story. Dwight was always monstrously awful, and I’m amazed at how many people found him to be a likeable character.
The Dwight stuff is a different story. Dwight was always monstrously awful, and I’m amazed at how many people found him to be a likeable character.
I went to see Sisters with my dad. The ticket ripper looked at the two of us and said “Uh...normally this is kind of a girls’ movie!”
I saw Nancy, Tonya and Michelle all skate at the nationals one year when Michelle was still competing in the juniors. It was the first time she showed up on my radar and I didn’t even catch her name. My husband I were sitting in the stands behind this Chinese family and I remember telling my husband to watch out for…
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Yeah. That sounds like a total nightmare. Even if they said mostly good things, I’d still end up obsessing over the few negative things.
I saw The Name of the Rose with my mother when I was 12. Three decades-plus on, and that is still the most realistic sex scene I have ever seen in a movie that wasn’t outright porn.
Bitch thought being in the Parade at Disneyworld was beneath her
That’s funny, I’m busy living my life but I still saw it!
Because Mister Fantastic could have just extended his arm into the supermarket and taken what he wanted.
The entire experience of watching “Your Friends and Neighbors” beside my mother in the theatre.
Do you mean “Captain Fantastic”?
I’m a grown-ass adult and still end up in this situation. It’s amazing the level of profanity I mentally gloss over until I’m watching a movie that I recommended with my profanity-hating parents. They haven’t seen Glengarry Glen Ross? Why, I must show it to them immediately! It’s a fantastic film!
Lol, I haven’t thought of this in years... probably repressed it. When I started junior high (middle school), I started hanging out with a new group of buddies... the pot smoking, booze drinking type. I went out with this new guy, we’ll call him “Jack”, and got high for the first time. We decided to head back to my…
About 18 months ago, I went ice skating on a weekday. And there were only like 3 people there. So we were talking a bit. The one girl there was a really strong skater. When she was gliding I could not catch up to her. She was nice. She said she had just moved to the city and was glad to find an ice rink.
It was East Coast dirt-ball versus West Coast dirt-ball. Looks like the final round goes to the West Coast. Just because Nancy had a better T-zone and wore Vera Wang, and Tonya looked like the product of Pringles and Terryton 100s, people assumed that Nancy came from some patrician family. Nothing could’ve been…
The best part of the whole mess was that Kerrigan was a spoiled brat, not some sort of hero. People loved hating on Michelle Kwan, but she was a class act
Oh lord. My parents thought that all war movies (as long as they were about real conflicts) were appropriate because they were “history.” That was a flawed assumption. They rented Casualties of War when I was about 10. Yikes, that was a VERY uncomfortable family movie night. I also saw Apocalypse Now and Full Metal…
We somehow talked our 8th grade teacher into letting us watch Heathers. Only one person in the class had seen it. H tresteeee The rest of us just pretended we had seen it. We told him the movie was fine. And one of the girls from 90210 was in it. And the girl from Beatlejuice.
I took my Gram to see Silence of the Lambs. I have no idea what I was thinking, and don’t know why we didn’t leave, but the poor woman sat with her hands over her eyes for a good portion of the movie. I felt terrible.
A coworker of mine said that she took her grandparents to see Hostel, somehow under the impression it was a travelogue movie about two guys visiting Europe. I guess you could say that’s sort of accurate. She said she wanted to trade places in the torture chair with the one character. They did bail but a bit too late.