(and April, i held on to my values and slapped myself when i tried something)
decided to go to the movies this afternoon, and saw Dreamgirls. i knew i could get away with it because B, like a lot of men, have zero interest in chick flicks, much less musicals.
it was nice because i was there at noon. there were maybe 6 people in the theater.
i'm not a cheap date, however, the matinee ticket was $9, and by the time i bought lunch AND a box of Raisinettes, i was out $20.
dang. maybe i should have tried something.
however, after seeing this movie, i have come to two, no - three irrefutable conclusions:
1) the day this comes out on DVD, i am so there. heck, i may even buy two copies...one for home and one for our portable DVD player...just so i won't be without it.
2) if Jennifer Hudson doesn't win the Academy Award for best supporting actress, there's something wrong with the Academy. which i have suspected for years. i mean, come on! Martin Scorsese and Peter O'Toole can't win in their categories? give me a break.
wait. that's another post.
the third irrefutable conclusion? if you see this movie, and you are not sobbing as Jennifer sings "And I Am Telling You I Am Not Going," there could be something wrong with you. this chick is talented. powerful talented.
and when she wins, i would take that Oscar, go to Simon Cowell, and friggin' give him the biggest raspberry i had in me.
oh, and do the same for everyone out there that voted for someone else, booting her off "Idol."
mind you, i never watched Idol. but i'm telling you, i walked out of that theater wondering where i could get video of her.
ho-ley-cow. that is one talented chick. and as much as i love Taylor Hicks and Carrie Underwood, i can tell you this: ain't neither one of 'em got a Golden Globe in one hand, and the potential for the Oscar in the other.
happy weekend everyone.