Little C: I'm Sorry, What?
Readers, we are four days in to a wacky scavenger hunt (full post to follow) so we are a little scattered. By the time I got home tonight neither of us was willing to watch anything we wanted to pay attention to. This is how we sometimes find ourselves scanning the old Netflix for something we can hate watch.
You see 99% of the time we put something on we really want to enjoy it. But sometimes the best thing you can do for your soul is to pick something that you know is going to suck and Mystery Science Theater 3000 that bitch. We happily talk through it, criticize plot holes, and when something absolutely refuses to make sense we loudly ask the screen "I'm sorry, what?" Tonight's choice was the 2006 flop Aeon Flux. We asked "I'm sorry, what?" approximately seventeen thousand times. That movie makes no damn sense.
You see sometimes as adults we have days or weeks where we are unable to be honest with the people we interact with. You can't tell someone in a conversation that they're rude and you hate them. If you bottle that emotion for too long, I'm pretty sure you explode. Emotionally. It's not good. But since society and most employers frown on us letting that emotion out as we go, sometimes the best way to get that out is to openly mock a beautiful and talented actor who has fallen victim to an incomprehensible script. It's cheap therapy.
So sure, we have intentionally watched many hours of film that was excruciatingly bad. But we have enjoyed every minute of it.
Happy (Hate) Watching
Little C
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You see 99% of the time we put something on we really want to enjoy it. But sometimes the best thing you can do for your soul is to pick something that you know is going to suck and Mystery Science Theater 3000 that bitch. We happily talk through it, criticize plot holes, and when something absolutely refuses to make sense we loudly ask the screen "I'm sorry, what?" Tonight's choice was the 2006 flop Aeon Flux. We asked "I'm sorry, what?" approximately seventeen thousand times. That movie makes no damn sense.
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You see sometimes as adults we have days or weeks where we are unable to be honest with the people we interact with. You can't tell someone in a conversation that they're rude and you hate them. If you bottle that emotion for too long, I'm pretty sure you explode. Emotionally. It's not good. But since society and most employers frown on us letting that emotion out as we go, sometimes the best way to get that out is to openly mock a beautiful and talented actor who has fallen victim to an incomprehensible script. It's cheap therapy.
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So sure, we have intentionally watched many hours of film that was excruciatingly bad. But we have enjoyed every minute of it.
Happy (Hate) Watching
Little C
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