Friday, October 13, 2006
there's nothing like the good ol' liqi
these days, i don't really have the say in the movies we watch. as you know, "we" refers to the boys and i; or simply the housemates or extended bunkers and neighbours.i decided we should watch 'friends with money', the alternative non-mainstream choice that NW credited 3/4 stars and because 2 stars 'nacho libre' was sold out (thank god).
sadly, apart from mocking aniston who probably willed herself in thinking her friend's gym instructor was her true love, the movie was slow to entertain, maybe it wasn't suppose to entertain, which explained the boys' reaction later. such audacity from that two-timing good for nothing stumpy jerk to request aniston's maid character to change into his present - a french maid costume, thereafter to make love on the bed she was supposed to make (make the bed). plus a few good laughs from the friend who refused to wash her hair. it's strictly for all yaya sisterhoods.
the boys started figidting in their seats and throwing popcorns. the rest of the cinema-goers left. the movie had barely climaxed.
then, marcus and quentin exclaimed! i was to owe them $6.50 each for this bad movie.
what?
yes, im not really enjoying the movie too. but why let bad movies ruin your mood? they end eventually, don't they all?
and because bad movies don't ruin my mood but bad review do, i should perhaps always consult liqi and her 8days before any $6.50 investments. bah!
fuck at 8:20 PM