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5/18/05

Sith Doesn't Happen

So apparently the third Star Wars comes out on Thursday?  Tomorrow?  Well, little did my two friends and I know.  Here's what happened:

My friend and I (who has asked to remain nameless due to his total stupidity) went to see Unleashed yesterday.  It's a really horrible movie, don't see it.  Anyway, while we were there, my friend was wondering where all the Star Wars nerds were.

He asked the ticket lady, and she said that they were 

selling tickets already, therefore, no need for a nerd line.  I'm not sure if that's an exact quote.  She then proceeded to tell my friend that they still had a bunch of tickets left for the midnight showing, because they're going to put it on like four screens or something.

We went into the movie, and it hadn't started.  And my friend, I'm getting sick of typing, "my friend" so let's just call him...oh, I don't know, Aaron.  So Aaron's all "I'm gonna get tickets to Star Wars.  You want one?"  And I said, "No."  And he said, "Oh, come on."  And I said, "No."  And he said, "I'm getting you one."  And he did.

Later that night, we had some beers and showed up to the theater just before midnight.  (We didn't want to wait in line.)  Above is a picture of us leaving the apartment.  You can tell I'm the one that really doesn't want to go.

Anyway, we show up for the line, and there is no line.  It's bizarre.  "Where are the people?"  somebody said.  But, nobody could answer that very astute question.  We walked up to the doors, but something was wrong...

The doors were locked, the lights were off.  Alas, the theater was closed.

So, we got out the ticket and looked at the date.  It's pretty amazing how much faith you put in other people when you plan things like this.  Faith in STUPID people.  I guess the movie opens tomorrow, or tonight at midnight.  It's not completely Aaron's fault.  It's also super stupid to have a Thursday premiere.  Who ever heard of that?  Probably the same people that think Revenge of the Sith  is a good title.

So, tonight, at around eleven.  We're trying it again.  WITHOUT Aaron this time, as his punishment.  It's just going to be me and Fisher, the other bitter Star Wars hater, sitting in silent hate as we bask in electronic, good looking, albeit totally unfulfilling cinema, and we'll hate it.  But I'll let you know how it goes.

 

 

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