![]() I had no business, in the shape that my knee was in, going to see KILL BILL VOLUME 2 tonight. Is there anything more depressing than being stuck on a toilet unable to move for like 2-3 hours? I’m sure there is, but as I sat there… as the phone continued to ring and as problem after problem arose, one indisputable fact was tormenting me. I decide that I need to try and move out of my room and at least get to the bathroom… maybe the knee will catch if I’m moving around and I’ll be a real live human again. The phone constantly ringing… me trying to figure out what to do. Of course – today – about 20 different crisis had to arise. As I’m desperately trying to figure out a scenario by which I might actually get to be attending the screening tonight – the phone begins ringing. ![]() So I go to get out of bed and because the Gods are cruel, the fates evil and the writer of my tale sadistic, my right knee decides that it will simply not lock, effectively rendering my right leg as sturdy as that of a rag doll’s. I was going to be seeing KILL BILL VOLUME 2 today. What film geek wouldn’t be truly excited beyond words to see the first theatrical screening of an uncut Tarantino film? Not I. ![]() Last Friday I received a phone call inviting my father and I to Tarantino’s first theatrical screening of KILL BILL VOLUME 2 anywhere in the world, and it happened that it would be taking place here in Austin. You ever have a day where you just need a great film? ![]()
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