Saturday 31 January 2015

A visit to the cinema. On the menu is Birdman with Michael Keaton. A washed up actor who was once famous for playing an iconic super hero. The jury is out.

A visit to the cinema also includes buying a ticket. A matter of a 30 seconds, maximum 40 seconds. Then the food. Popcorn, sweet or savoury, small, medium or large. Served by dancing girls? Slushy, which colour, which size and which way would you like your straw to curl. I have a suggestion where they can put their curly straws!

Not enough. Hot dog. Made from the lips and unmentionable areas of the poor long dead animal. Mustard or ketchup?Who cares!

Balancing everything precariously one ventures into the cinema to watch the film. I fear not. More like going into the cinema to listen to slurping of drinks, munching of chocolate and sucking down of popcorn with the mouth-watering constitency of damp cardboard.

Should be good;-)




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