1) The Boondock Saints II: All Saint's Day. (Are you fucking kidding me? I am so there. Do you even have to ask? And yes, Gooch, I'm going with you.)
2) The Men Who Stare At Goats. (They played Boston, More Than a Feeling in the trailer. Gotta represent, yo. It IS my ringtone.)
3) 2012. (Want to get prepared. Actually, maybe I won't see this...Don't even get me started on the whole, "World's gonna end in 2012 bullshit.")
4) Pirate Radio. (British people. That's all I need.)
What the...That's all I'm seeing through the end of the year? I knew my movie watching was going to peak after Inglorious Basterds! Damn it. I can already tell you I won't see number 2 and 4.
And no, I will absolutely not be going to see New Moon. The only way you could get me to go to that movie would be if you would agree on these three terms: 1) Go dressed from head to toe in Harry Potter gear. This includes, but is not limited to, "HARRY POTTER IS LOADS BETTER THAN TWILIGHT COULD EVER HOPE TO BE!!" shirts. 2) Join in with me as I loudly react to what happens on screen. Now, this could be anything from groaning, to flat out screaming, "STOP CRYING! STOP IT! YOU ARE SO FRIGGING...YOU SEE THAT CLIFF IN THE BACKGROUND? GO JUMP OFF OF IT, BUT THIS TIME, DON'T MISS THE ROCKS!" and, finally, 3) Protect me. Twihards are probably flat-chested girls, but a hundred of them will put a dent in me.
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