definitely, maybe
4:45 p.m. Pick up Captain Crash, discuss where to eat dinner.5:00 p.m. Arrive at Fuddruckers, order Southwest Burger and Samuel Adams longneck.
5:05 p.m. Try to grab "Beatles" booth, am thwarted by smug-looking twenty-something jock type.
5:06 p.m. Grab table somewhere in center of restaurant, play about 8 rounds of "20 Questions" with Captain Crash.
5:20 p.m. (Finally!) Pick up burger, add tomato, smother fries with jalapeño cheese sauce.
5:57 p.m. Groan exhaustedly, lean back in chair, realize once again that a ½-lb. burger is more than enough, no matter how hungry I am.
6:12 p.m. Break out playing cards, proceed to whip Captain Crash in 100-pt. game of gin rummy.
7:08 p.m. Captain Crash is, once again, Nayana's gin bitch. Get up from table and mosey out door. Move much more quickly to car, once it is realized that the temperature has dropped below 0°F.
7:20 p.m Arrive at AMC Theater multiplex. Immediately get locked in Valentine's Day parking lot gridlock.
7:32 p.m. Drop Captain Crash at front to get tickets for 7:50 show. Drive around, praying for miraculous parking space vacancy.
7:34 p.m. Receive frantic cell phone call. Of course Definitely, Maybe is sold out on Valentine's day. What the hell was I thinking?
7:40 p.m. Pick up Captain Crash. Argue about whether to go to another theater. Tempers ignite.
8:15 p.m. Arrive at AMC Maple Grove, 25 minutes away from home. Purchase tickets for 10:10 show. Groan inwardly at the thought of 8:00 a.m. meeting tomorrow.
8:23 p.m. Sit in parking lot while Captain Crash wanders around in big-box electronics store. Knit amazing technicolor dream-scarf.
8:49 p.m. Drive around aimlessly looking for a Maple Grove Dunn Bros. Coffee Shop. Fail to find one.
8:57 p.m. Loiter at Krispy Kreme. Eat hot glazed doughnut. Feel nauseous. Play gin again.
9:30 p.m. Arrive at theater. Get prime seats.
9:56 p.m. Get increasingly disgusted by inane pre-feature commercials.
10:10 p.m. Thank God, the movie is starting. The opening credits sequence with Sly and the Family Stone's "Everyday People" is fully awesome.
10:57 p.m. I feel like I saw most of this movie when I watched the preview.
11:48 p.m. It's sweet, it's mildly funny, it's not the least bit predictable. But is it over yet?
11:55 p.m. That Breslin kid is really starting to get on my nerves.12:02 a.m. OK, it was a decent ending. Not a bad movie overall. I like Isla Fisher. Can we go home now?
12:06 a.m. HOLY HOT DAMN, IT'S COLD AS BALLS OUTSIDE!
12:12 a.m. *shiver*
12:39 a.m. Pull into garage.
12:44 a.m. Flop onto bed.
12:45 a.m. *snore*
6:30 a.m. (alarm blares) *groan*
February 15, 2008 at 9:37 PM
Fantastic review. You should do this more.
By the way, I think the high in Phoenix was 74 yesterday, though it was rainy and cooler (maybe mid-50s) today. :)
You say it wasn't the least bit predictable? That's shocking in and of itself...
February 16, 2008 at 3:06 PM
I love love loved this. I'm planning to do a running diary for the Oscars, too.
Doesn't sound like Def,May is worth the effort...?
February 16, 2008 at 4:11 PM
Love the play by play. I've been thinking of doing a similar diatribe while I'm force-fed Idol every week.
So was it Breslin's insistent nature or the combination of Krispy Kreme, jalapeño cheese sauce and massive burger that made Def, May less enjoyable for you?
I know I enjoy any rom-com that doesn't tread the predictable path.
February 16, 2008 at 10:14 PM
Nayana, that was awesome - it was also below zero in my neighborhood and I'm starting to curse the person who parks in my garage while I park outside. Love makes us do stupid things - like give away parking spots when it's below zero. Thanks for a great post!
February 17, 2008 at 2:42 PM
Fletch... thanks! I started to just write a paragraph, but then I thought the moment-to-moment thing would more effectively capture my frustration. Do enjoy the nice Arizona weather, while it's not 120 degrees. Captain Crash is originally from there. I don't think I could handle the lack of snow. I bitch about them, but I do love the seasons in Minnesota. :-) And, yeah, I was not able to see the ending a mile away. Kind of refreshing.
Daniel, thanks! You should definitely do that. Definitely, Maybe wasn't worth my effort, on that particular evening. I do get cranky when I'm compelled to stay up past my bedtime. I think I would have enjoyed it much more if (a) I had not been so pumped up for it, and (b) if conditions had been more agreeable.
Wayward, thanks! Who forces you to watch Idol??? I would violently rebel. Breslin's earnest cuteness is just too much for me to take when I've been up for 17 hours already... but my dietary choices absolutely may have contributed to my irritability.
Jess... thanks! It's a bit warmer in Minnesota today. Yesterday it even broke the freezing point, which was kind of nice. About the garage... Greg broke my heart, but at least he did (usually) let me have the garage. But now I don't have to share! Don't get me wrong, though: I am very happy for you that you've got love in your life. That's worth a frigid walk to the car, I think. :-)
February 17, 2008 at 6:16 PM
This was great - I felt like I lived every moment of it with you. (And I could relate to the frustration level!)
I'm not in big rush to see this "Definitely Maybe" - although the reviews have been better than I expected.
February 18, 2008 at 10:44 AM
Thanks, Pat! It wasn't a bad movie overal... it just wasn't worth all the stuff I went through to see it Thursday night. I would watch it again.
February 20, 2008 at 12:13 AM
This was great. It's a good reminder why I don't make plans on Valentine's Day anymore. The closest I'll get is the following weekend - you still can tell yourself you're doing something, but the expectations are much lower so that sub-zero weather and uninspired movie choice doesn't sting as much.
February 20, 2008 at 10:05 AM
I was grinning like an idiot throughout that entire read. Thanks for that!!
February 20, 2008 at 11:21 AM
Erin, yeah, I should have known better after that whole "bah humbug" post. Oh, well. Learning experience.
CG, I'm glad you liked it! Thank you so much for the sweet comment.