Listening to: Dispatch
Today is my last morning in El Paso, which has been unseasonably warm for this time of year. I’m not complaining. I prefer cool rather than freezing. Of course when I’m back here in three weeks it will probably snow. Just once, but it’s all done to spite me. Anyway…
A friend from St. Mu drove down yesterday from Alburquerque and we hung out. Had Wendy’s and caught a movie. J. is a sweetie, but watching movies with him can be an experience.
The Ice Harvest had it all. Dark humor, boobs, blood, and John Cusack. It still falls under the heading of guy movie, but I don’t think J. liked it. I can’t decide. The humor I liked. I especially love dark humor, and the movie was loaded with it until it turned gory. Then I was just puzzled, which is why I think I need to sit on it some more. Some critics compare it to Bad Santa, and I always flashback to Billy Bob and Lorelai enjoying themselves in a hysterical fashion. Anyone who does not laugh at that scene is insane. In this movie there are just as funny scenes. And Cusack, well think Gross Point.
Yesterday was interesting.