Movie night at Burswood
I’ve been to a couple of movies at the Burswood park. You know.. a place where you go take your chairs, beds, big lounging beanbags, picnic rugs, baskets, pots, pans, fillet steak, olive oil, small mini camp burner.. and then slow cook your fillet steak whilst opening up a bottle of champagne with your loved one to celebrate whatever the hell it is, snuggle, snog, grope whilst you think you are in the dark, but not realise that the screen is bright enough to illuminate you especially if you are sitting IN FRONT OF ME.
GET A ROOM, or at least go camping and burn your steak and make out where we can’t see you. Bad enough that the movie was Twilight. Teen angst at it’s best. It’s lost boys meeting 2009 emo. Jebus.
What I did was agree to a midnight screening with one of my best friends J and a friend of hers. Twilight is about a teenage girl meeting and falling in love with a Vampire. Just click on this link if you want to find out what happens. So the scene is set, my friend J and I are surrounded by Gen Y’s and Gen X’s. We all love a good vampire or zombie movie thanks to Braindead, evildead and Vampire LeStat - so was it any wonder that we were anticipating something. I was expecting to be highly entertained, not by the book, but by the people at the movie itself.
When Edward the hot young Vamp walks in.. people in the audience screamed.. not quite the Beatles type screaming, but definitely screaming for a hot pale dark young bloke with a permanent scowl. So I started laughing.. loud. I could hear a few others laughing too, and some teens glared at me whilst I buried my face in my hands. It was a suitably dreary night, there was light drizzle, enough to get me damp, not wet. However it added to the intensity of the showing. Well it would have if I wasn’t laughing too much at the dramatic entrances and screams of teenage girls every time a new hot paleskinned bloke turned up on the scream.
I think the highlight for me was when they were up a mountain, and Edward looking tortured stepped out into the light. “look at me!,” he dramatically paused, opening his shirt “I am a monster” Cue the sun hitting his chest.. now apparently he was twinkling like diamonds, but either the screen was bad, my glasses were fogged up in excitement, but I just did not see the … spectacular display. Bella breathes appreciatively and murmurs “You’re… beautiful!” making it sound like small richly wrapped gems dropping from her ruby lips, surrounded by her pale alabaster complexion with fetching blush and dark hair curling around her face.
My friend J and I just lost it laughing, both of us recalling the moment in StarWars Episode 3 (according to lucas) when the newly minted Darth Vader comes out of his coma, asks about Padme, evil emperor says “You killed her” and Darth starts screaming, robots pop and crush and he breaks free, arms akimbo and screams.. “Noooooooooooooooooooo” We got told to shush in that movie cinema too. So..
Moral of the story, if you make me go to a cheesy teen film or something so bad by George Lucas, prepare to deal with me laughing my ass off through the whole thing.
March 6th, 2009 at 9:17 pm
Braindead - the first splatter movie I ever saw. And a pretty hard one to beat.