Friday, November 25, 2016
I crashed when I got home from Thanksgiving dinner, and then found myself wide awake at 1:00 AM. I grabbed the remote and can now report that, for the first time, I've seen Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Roger Ebert reviewed it by saying it's not really a movie, it's a social event. I agree. As a movie, I was unimpressed. It's disjointed and dumb, even by kitschy B sci-fi standards. And Susan Sarandon is really not very good at all.
On the other hand, much of the cast -- especially Tim Curry -- throw themselves into it with such commitment and abandon. So I can see how it became a camp classic.
And now I've finally seen it. I've felt remiss as a movie fan until now.
John, Gregory and I got together for Thanksgiving at the Weber Grill restaurant. We sat in the first booth you see there, right behind that white lamp. The restaurant was freaking packed! Since that's the kitchen where the meats are grilled, right there to the right, it was very noisy. But we got used to the noise rather quickly and had a nice time catching up.
The turkey itself was eh. In my opinion. I realize the reason the restaurant was so very full of patrons is that a lot of people really like grilled, smoked turkey. But I thought it was too salty.
John gave me the cutest birthday present -- Cubbie pajamas! He's very tall and I'm very short so he couldn't have known that the bottoms won't fit because they are desperately too long. But that's not the point: they're adorable. And the top is the best! It's a W, like the flag, with 2016/103 scrawled across it (for this season's astonishing 103 wins). The pajama top will make a perfect tshirt to add to my collection.
He also got me a B&N gift card because he was afraid someone else would have gotten me Bruce Springsteen's book. John always gives good gift.