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| PJ
was
saddened
to
hear
of
the
death
of
Paul
Newman.
As
he
thought
about
him
(and
his
movie
sidekick
Robert
Redford),
the
thought
occurred
to
him
that
these
guys
may
have
been
the
last
two
actors
that
women
loved
and
men
thought
were
cool.
There
really
isn't
anyone
else
out
there
who
fits
that
description. So.....the theater phone rings. PJ picks up. "Will you be getting Religulous?" the woman wants to know. "No," is the reply from PJ. "Why Not?" she asks indignantly. And then she adds, "I guess you are just too conservative!" And before he can respond, the line goes dead. An hour later the phone once again rings. A new woman is on the line. "Are you getting An American Carol?" THIS ONE asks. To which she is told, "No." "Why not?" she asks. And then adds just before she hangs up: "Is it too conservative for you?" And there you are folks: two accusatory nitwits, each on the opposite side of the political spectrum. You can't make this stuff up! |
| Summer had finally arrived at the Cinemas! It was Monday afternoon, and although a sunny day- the lobby had filled with children. Apparently, a caring teacher was rewarding her students with a showing of WALL-E. Well... the place was starting to get very noisy, so P.J., whose real name is Phil, got the attention of the kids. He asked them to each put a finger in front of their mouths and quietly say: Shushhh. And it worked! Instant behavior modification resulted in a quieter lobby! For about 5 minutes anyway because then the little boy started to cry. A nagging, whiney cry. Incessantly so. So P.J., who was on a roll went to the mom and told her he was going to tell the child that crying is not permitted. She shook her head yes. And Phil said to the little boy, "Young man, there is absolutely no crying permitted anywhere in this theater." And in a heartbeat silence prevailed. Once again- Dr. Phil- The Real Dr. Phil, had woven his magic- had indeed modified behavior. |
| PJ is a little embarrassed to admit that, yes, he watched Sex and the City. He'd never seen a single episode of the HBO series before, but he figured there was nothing wrong with being the only guy in the theater. So......he dragged in a chair, sat in the back, and watched the movie in the company of a full house of females. He's always claimed that real men should never fear a chick-flick! Well.......now he's further embarrassed (and perhaps a little frightened) to admit he loved the movie. Sure, it was silly and materialistic and soap operatic, but it was fun! While watching the show PJ couldn't help thinking they're probably already getting the wheels rolling on the sequel and most likely, though it's been denied, The Sopranos, the other big HBO hit series. Funny how the cable market hasn't killed the movies. Instead, it appears the two mediums (media?) support one another. Maybe even need one another. |
| It was a slow Wednesday matinee. The seniors were slowly plodding in. PJ was at the box office selling occasional tickets and a conversation regarding the "mature person's" inability to recall names developed. The lady next on line overheard the conversation and said, "You folks have trouble recalling names? Well, how about this one: Do you remember the Munsters?" PJ, the clever part of his brain still working, replied, "Herman or cheese?" She said, "Herman." And then she said while pointing to the handsome gentleman with her, "This is Eddie Munster--remember him?" And yes, folks, it was indeed Eddie Munster--all grown up--as "mature" as the people originally lamenting their failed memories. He's local, a regular patron of PJ's, and a lovely guy. And the lady? She's the author of a wonderful book on Eddie's fascinating life. It's now available at bookstores. |
| PJ wasn't surprised to hear that the viewership for the Oscars was down 21% from last year. He has been complaining for months about the five movies that were selected for Best Picture. No Country and There Will Be Blood were well made with high production values, but they were about despicable people. Don't movie-makers realize that we like movies when we like the characters? Daniel Day Lewis was a disgusting guy. So |