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Post by PrisonerOfHope on May 18, 2012 21:58:29 GMT -5
OK, so I'm still not feeling well, but had to get out of the house, so I went to the cheapie theater again - it's not something that would tire me out. I wasn't interested in any of the kids' movies being offered, and some of the others had nudity and stuff that I won't watch, so I opted for Jeff, Who Lives at Home.Jeff is a 30 year old unemployed loser who hasn't had a date since high school and - not surprisingly - lives in his mother's basement. He sees everything that happens as a "sign" (Sound familiar? ) and searches for the meaning behind it. It was a cute movie, although I could have done without the F bombs, and (slight spoiler alert) his mother's secret admirer who "just happens" to be another woman...but who insists she's not gay, even though she kisses the object of her affection. (I'm so sick of having this homo crap stuck in my face at every turn!) It's the sort of movie you see if you have nothing else to do, and there's nothing better to see; I found the greatest source of amusement the guy who finds "signs" in everything. Oh wait....the basketball player he was following....he had the number 11 on the back of his jersey...that same 11 that they talk about so much on the nutty sites..... IT'S A SIGN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by baydoll on May 28, 2012 8:25:17 GMT -5
lol!
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