For the past few months I’ve been reading about the box office malaise Hollywood is suffering. Tonight I got to live a little of the underlying trouble – Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
I knew the concept and had heard about the stars. Helaine says she doesn’t find Brad Pitt hot. Hell – I find Brad Pitt hot and I’m straight!
About 45 minutes in I said to myself, this is really slow getting started. It never got any better.
What I was really hoping for was a “True Lies” type movie. This movie had all the components but they just weren’t properly fleshed out or put together.
You know, it would be easier to say bad things if there was anything to hang my hat on. Let’s just say I enjoyed Helaine’s company and not much else.
Oh – there was another good experience tonight. We went to Stone Cold Creamery. I had some over the top Oreo concoction in a waffle cup. It was unbelievably delicious, though when Steve the doctor reads this he’ll undoubtedly chastise me. I’m sure you shorten your life with each incredibly rich bite.
On the other hand, as the crew makes the ice cream, every once in a while, they break out into song. It’s really odd… sort of cultish.
The ice cream makes up for it.