I missed the Entourage screening last night because my car broke down. That’s the first time in my illustrious Film Critic Career (read that as sarcasm) that I’ve completely missed the screening of a big movie. Once my oldest daughter got sick before the last Harry Potter screening, but I just dragged her with me.
She asked me, “Who do you love more? Me or Harry Potter?”
I told her to HUSH and put on some pants. Another time I had to take my youngest to see The Tourist with me because my childcare fell through. Lucy was only 3 at the time and kicked the seat in front of us through the whole movie. She was wearing shoes that lit-up so everytime she stomped, our seats turned into a tiny disco. Honestly, it was more entertaing than the movie. Continue reading →