On Sunday I clocked up several hours on the couch with my good mates Neftlix and Apple TV.
Sadly a tub of Golden Gaytime ice-cream was nowhere to be seen, because despite so many readers offering various Brisbane stockists of the newly launched goodness in a tub, I’m yet to find it!
Seriously, if you’re not already joining in on the convos that happen over on the blog’s Facebook page, don’t be shy! Come on over and say hello. We have some great chats over there about some very important issues, like where to find ice cream!
But back to the point of this post. So I put in a solid day of movie watching where Pitch Perfect 2, the last 20 minutes of Forgetting Sarah Marshall and the first 10 minutes of Fargo were on the viewing menu.
Pitch Perfect 2 was Aca-Awesome and I still want to be Fat Amy when I grow up. I give it 4 octaves out of 5.
(FYI: The original Pitch Perfect movie was Number 2 on my Top 10 Favourite Movies Of All Time list which you can read right here should you wish to know what the other 9 were/are.)
I watched the first 70 minutes of Forgetting Sarah Marshall on our flight home from Hawaii last month and missed the last 20 minutes because we had to land (annoying).
Netflix came to the rescue and after mastering the fast forward button on the world’s smallest remote (fat fingers and an Apple TV remote are not a great combo), I was relieved to discover that **SPOILER ALERT** old mate did in fact forget Sarah Marshall. I give it 3 hawaiian leis out of 5.
Finally, after a lengthy flick through of comedy movies I decided on Fargo. I lasted all of 10 minutes when I decided that a bloke who wanted his wife kidnapped back in what looked like the 80’s and was based on a true story that came with a disclaimer at the beginning of the movie, probably wasn’t actually a comedy at all and perhaps Netflix had well and truly stuffed that rating up! I give it 1 annoyingly small remote control out of 5.
Once the movie marathon was over I flicked a quick fax through to our good mate Charmaine, to find out what the last movie was that she watched.
She got back to me fairly quickly (well as quickly as you can when your only form of communication is a dial up fax machine and a pager!) and said the last movie she saw was Magic Mike XXL. Apparently her husband, Barry, surprised her with tickets because she kept banging on about how she wanted to see it.
But poor old Bazza thought he was taking Charmaine to see a movie about a magic show and when he realised what it was he was actually watching, he walked out of the movie, leaving Charmaine and her 1 litre frozen slurpee to it!
So now it’s your turn.
Watched any good movies lately? Tried the new Golden Gaytime ice-cream in a tub? Had trouble with fat fingers and a remote? Tell me everything!
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