It
occurred to me this week, while reviewing a review of the latest offering in
the Twilight saga (Breaking Dawn Part I), which was not a great
review itself, although slightly better than the film, that the review, qua social
construct, failed to capture the true experiential imperfection of – for me -
cheap nachos, the commendable lethargy of the ticket attendant, the retardation
of the popcorn spiller, and the moment of bliss when I fell into a
sugar-induced micro-sleep. All things considered however, and relative not just
to other cinematic experiences, but to other ways of spending those one hundred
and fifty minutes – which would probably have included self-persecutions on a
theme of whether I should have been flushing my life into oblivion with feeble
time-killers that (amongst other things) explored the subtleties of
werewolf-love and the film industry’s ability to weave tampon product placement
into a film about the supernatural - it was a useful diversion.
Rex
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