Troy and Parking...but Mostly Parking

Well, I was talked into attending a 10:45 showing of Troy. That's pretty damn late, especially when the running time is 166 minutes (I left after 165. A man has his limits!). Can you believe it? The Iliad compressed into roughly three hours. The magic of tinsel town.
Now, I’m sure you’re all wondering what I thought about Troy. Well, let’s just say the best part of the evening was the parking spot I took in front of the movie theatre. Does that mean Troy was terrible. No. t simply means the parking spot was THAT great! I was literally twenty feet from the United Artists theatre entrance. Damn right that’s sweet! This space was the ‘Helen of Troy’ of parking spots. Men would gladly do battle for an amazing spot. But, did I have to war with other cars? Nope, I just waited, patiently, like a snake, or cheetah, or some other animal that waits, and when the time came I snatched that spot. Hahahaha! Victorious. Well, I’m to giddy about my accomplishment, so I’ll write a review of Troy later today.

The one thing I will say, with regards to Troy:

Damn you James Horner!! Your soundtrack was terrible. Well, maybe terrible is the wrong word. I’ll go with inappropriate. To often the score didn’t mesh with the images. More on, “Horner Hatred 2004,” tomorrow.

P.S. For the record, I’m aware I’ve been applauding myself tonight. However, I think it’s warranted. Would you want to walk more then 20 feet to a theatre?? You would? Well, I see. Maybe that explains why you’re more fit then I.