Julianne does Brooklyn

I actually went and saw an adult movie tonight. NO...not "that" kind of adult movie. I mean a movie that doesn't involve animation. As a single parent who has all married friends, it doesn't happen too often. Well, almost all my friends are married. The friend I went with tonight isn't married. Which is a good thing. Because if they were...it would not be good. And, well, I don't want to do anything not good. Mostly. :P Moving on...

The movie. We went and saw The Forgotten. I had some expectations in that, I thought it was going to be one of those Psyche thriller, keep you guessing, just when you think you figured it out, smack yourself upside the head cause you didn't think of that to begin with...movies. Well, I can say I smacked myself in the head. It started out good. Giving you a good baseline to work with, nice character buildup and such. It had emotion and action. I love that. I was going along with it great. It had some nice special effects too. But then...the last hour of this two hour flick...just sort of left me...

I am still thinking of the word.

hmmmm.

Ok..I tried. I can't. I paced...I thought...I would say disappointed and am in a way. I could say dumbfounded, stupified, deflated because they settled for such an easy ending. It was like the people directing got tired of the whole thing and decided "Hey...let's just do this so we can be done now. I got dinner in the oven and a beer in the 'fridge." Don't get me wrong. I did like it. I can enjoy me a good quality sci-fi when that is what I am going to go see. I had no idea that was what I was in for. This began with such a deep questioning. I was dying to figure it out and have some answers. Only to find out...the aliens did it. I wonder if I can say that about all the crap in my life. "It's ok...it's the aliens and there is nothing you can do about it." Sorry to give it away if you haven't seen it. But ya know...save your 10 bucks and wait for it to come out in rental.

Let's just say that I was walking out of the theatre feeling as if I had just watched an episode of the X-Files. And my friend that was with me was singing "David Duchovny isn't gonna love me..." (however that song goes) all the way to the car. Now that? ...was entertainment!