"Fighting Words!": The Grove Theater

As I mentioned in my last blog I experienced something I’d never seen before. Follow me children as I begin my tale. It all started on Christmas night. Me and my friend went to see Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol. I don’t like leaving the house on Christmas. Everyone is still crazy and looking to take out the fact that they hate their family on unsuspecting victims. We headed to The Grove over by Farmer’s Market and got the last of four tickets available. We skipped on getting snacks and head into the theater.

I have to point out that a few months ago The Grove started doing like The Arclight and having you pick a seat before heading in. As soon as we fucking get inside an usher tells us “Its going down, ni**a! Every man for himself!” They didn’t really say that though they might as well. “Its now first come first serve.” So why in the hell did we pick seats then? We head to our original seats anyway and naturally they are taken.

Theater Whore: Mission Impossible Ghost Protocol

Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol wastes absolutely no time getting started. I was not a fan at all of the first Mission Impossible. The second one I liked (though a ton of people hated it because it was ultra John Woo). The third was cool. But this one was like being on a damned rollercoaster. This makes your normal life seem boring as all hell in comparison. You ever jump off a rooftop while taking out two guys with guns and then using an inflatable pack installed in your jacket to break your fall before rolling to the ground and then killing another one? Yeah, I did too. That was the best birthday ever.