313 - The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey (2012, Peter Jackson)
Pre-screening was strange, they didn’t run a midnight show, it was at 10PM instead, and they didn’t have us wait in the hallways outside the theatres, oh no, they put us in the loading hallway (translation: creepy cement basement dungeon…, okay, that’s an exaggeration, but to say that it was thematic, ie, dwarvish, is also a gross exaggeration). Predictably packed theatre, my friend and I were on the late side (translation: 1.5 hours before the film start time) and we were still in the front row (not of the front section, thankfully) and on the wall (I’ve never been so far left before!) Was glad, therefore, that we weren’t seeing it in 3D, although I did want to. My uncle and two of my cousins were three rows back, jolly good for them. I’m going to reserve judgement for now, because I know I’m going to see it again and I was in no fit state to actually go to the movies last night (7 hours of sleep in 72 hours, wamp wamp) so most of what I was thinking during the movie was, “ughhh, this isn’t blowing me away every second so why am I heeeeeeere,” which maybe isn’t fair. Maybe it is, as I said, I’ll hang on for a bit. There, happy? I didn’t give anything away.