This is One Doodle That Can’t Be Undid, Homeskillet

Yesterday we broke out and left the kiddo with my parents for a trip to the movies. We were all set to see Charlie Wilson’s War but when I went in to the theater to get seats, I discovered that it was packed and the only seats available were on the floor. I don’t pay $8 to sit in a crappy seat at a movie, especially when we get to go to the movies so infrequently. (I say that but I do realize that the week before Christmas, while Bridget was at Mother’s Day Out, we got to see I Am Legend. It was good but I digress.) So we went back to the box office and exchanged our tickets for Juno starting about thirty minutes later.

I had really been wanting to see this movie. I had heard good things about it but I try to stay away from movie reviews lately. It’s just depressing to know about all these wonderful flicks out there that I will likely never get to see until Netflix sends them to me. Movie reviews are really just taunts to me now. And yet, here I am giving one. Ironical*, huh? Damn, I am digressing again. I hate it when I do that.

So the movie. Yeah. Wow. Amazing. I knew it would be funny. I knew I’d like the movie. I was not prepared to love it. I knew I’d laugh, but I also did my fair share of crying. I don’t normally give a fig about Jennifer Garner. I hated Alias and really, what else has she done worth talking about? But she was great in this. In her character, I identified so much with that consuming, visceral need for a baby. I was kicked in the stomach with the memories of wanting it so badly that nothing could fill that hole. I won’t give too much away because I am cool like dat. But it’s so good. It’s intelligent humor, it’s not just stupid humor. I find myself really caring about what happened to the characters after the movie ended.

I couldn’t have asked for more for my day at the movies.

*and yes, I know “ironical” is not a word and that technically since irony is a literary term, it doesn’t actually exist in real life. If you want to get all technical about it. I figured I had to footnote that since I bitch about bad grammar all the time. Usually when I use it here it’s intentional.

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