Friday featured another weather mixed bag where it began to rain, luckily after I was settled at my desk. Later in the morning it rained more heavily. Then the sun came out, then it rained, and back and forth it went all day. At least twice the sun was shining while it was raining. By 5:00, it seemed to have settled on not raining any more.
Since seeing the social media ads before Barbie opened on
July 21, I’ve wanted to see the movie. There were several reasons for the delay
of nearly a month. When it first opened, I assumed it would be too crowded and decided
to wait a week or so. Then real life got in the way and a week became nearly a month.
Yes, I enjoyed the movie. |
Thursday after work, ticket availability was checked for Thursday and Friday but a case of laziness kicked in and none were bought. Friday after work, the movie times were checked again, with screenings at 7:05, 7:30, and 7:45 available.
There were very few tickets left at Showcase Cinema de Lux in
Lowell (two!) and AMC in Tyngsboro (six!), but Chunky’s in Pelham had quite a
lot of tickets and the later screening time, so it was fewer people and no need to rush out the door for
the win. The bonus was Chunky’s tickets cost less than the other two theaters ($8.50 vs $14) and has beer, wine, cocktails, and a full menu. It was a no-brainer,
really. Some day maybe I'll feel secure enough about money that I won't have to be my own cheapskate date.
Chunky's beer and fries. |
As for the movie – I liked it. A lot. The acting was great. I
loved all the Barbies. I loved all the Kens. And Alan. Oh man, Michael Cera as Alan
was perfect. The costumes were great. Barbie Land was magical and it must be
great to have a perfect day every day. Ken’s Mojo Dojo Casa House cracked me
up. I want the Barbie pink Corvette convertible. And the story was really good.
Depression Barbie and Weird Barbie offered some relatable moments.
At the end of the movie, I took myself back to the real
world in my very not Barbie not pink Jeep to the very not Barbie Dream House
where cars were double parked at the end of the street with the slimmest of
openings to get into my driveway. So very not Barbie Land. Sigh.
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