Remember The 90’s [The Bads]

Ahem.lol

Hey my birthday is  in a couple of weeks. So now is as good a time as any to waste an hour a post reminiscing about my life; Namely, the 90’s and how much they absolutely sucked and were simultaneously the best times to be under the age of 18.

So first things first. Here are the top 10 worst things about the 90’s.

• #10 The phrase “Smell ya later”

Last year my grandmother inexplicably adopted this dated saying thinking it was her gateway phrase to being cool.

• #9 Laser Pointers

A futuristic way to spice up a bland PowerPoint presentation and a useful device for annoying fellow moviegoers.

• #8 The name Arsenio

Pretty much every year’s least popular baby name.

• #7 Guess Jeans and Overalls

Something about that triangle just makes you want to throw up. I do remember being in the fourth grade and, not wanting to rock my overalls to school because I deemed it to be bad for kid fashion, wearing a t-shit over my overalls to hide how uncool I was. – yeah, at my fucked up elementary school, even an eight year-old could be shunned.

• #6 Captain Planet

Poorly drawn, green-haired eco-hero who looks like clip art. Do I even have to mention the racial undertones scattered throughout this sub-par series?

• #5 Colored Contact Lenses

Well back then science wasn’t advanced enough to do a really good job of adding a strong pigment to the iris. I can’t even remember how many times I had to tell someone they looked like an idiot with “baby blue” or “hazel brown” eyes that were outlined in dark brown. Also a little sad; Like screaming to everyone, “Hey! I’m not happy with myself.”.

• #4 Pants with buttons down the side

Made popular by white guys like this.

These fucking gay “light wind” (as if they somehow had a mysterious control over the weather) pants! I had a pair when I was like ten years old and I want literally want to slap my grandmother for making me think they were cool at the time. They literally had buttons from your ass to your ankles down the side of your legs. Unless you’re working for Chippendale’, why put buttons down the side of pants like this!? Who Knows. I’m glad these pants when out of style. If you ever catch someone wearing these, run up behind them, grab their pants and take off running in the opposite direction screaming “You fool! You asked for this!”

• #3 Fuck it!Fashion in general

Get a DVD of “Beverly Hills 90210“, “All That“, or “ In Living Color” and you’ll see what I mean. It was like everyone was dressed by color blind schizophrenics. The 90’s will also be remembered as the decade where it was considered sexy for women to dress like lumberjacks. I’m pretty sure the only mini skirt I saw in high school was worn by Downtown Julie Brown.

• #2 Shitty Music

All 4 one. This is a double whammy with Fashion and Music - check the Tommy Hilfiger and the unbuttoned shirts. Tsk Tsk.

I was in a coffee shop the other day, and I was like “hey, I don’t hear these songs ever, but I know I recognize them. Huh. Oh, they’re from high school. Wow, this shit sucks.” Now that I think about it,  I know why bars don’t have 90’s nights. Because the music was fucking terrible. Also, the most celebrated band in the decade is only famous because their lead singer killed himself – probably because his music sucked so bad. With hits like “Baby Got back*, “Too legit to quit**”, and “Waterloo Sunset***” it’s clear that this era produced a lot chart-topping bullshit. The irony lies in the fact that I would much rather listen to music from the 90’s than the excruciating racket that gets radio-play in 2010. Honestly, I’d rather listen to a recording of my flatulence than to more of Jim Jones’ “Ballin” or Travis Porter’s “All the Way Turnt up“.

# 1 The Movie Batman & Robin

This was a gay Fantasia. Why are the nipples and the crotch were the most noticeable things on the rubber bat-suits? <—-because it’s the Gay fantasia, but enough gay jokes. Chris O’Donnel was just so bad in this movie. When you see him, you expect Adam West to dawn the cape and cowl. Throughout the entire movie,  Batman and Robin make lowbrow comments saying things only my eight year old brother would laugh at. Overall corny dialogue like “alright, everyone chill”, or “cool party” made me look at acting as a possible fall back career if this detective thing doesn’t work out. George Clooney should have stuck to ER and retired with dignity (although I’m a fan of the his recent “Up in the Air” Film). I’ll tell when it got really lame, when they blow off the doors of the rocket ship, Robin is surfing on the door yelling “cowabunga”.  But since it bombed and the newer version with Christian Bale is awesome, that proves there is a god. This 1997 movie was an insult not only to the franchise, but to anyone with anything vaguely resembling an intelligence.

Honorable Mentions

The AIDS scare

- Yes, AIDS was around in the 80’s, and is still here in the 2000’s, but in the 90’s the AIDS scare was such that nobody was having sex

No Internet! [que scary music]

What do people do when they’re looking for cheap plane tickets?

The internet.

What about when people want to know what going on in the world?

The internet.

What do people do when they can’t get sex?

The internet.

How about when all the music on the radio sucks?

The internet.

The internet was basically non-existent in the early 90’s, then was tantalizingly shitty for the rest of the decade. There’s nothing like waiting four minutes for a 100 dpi image of Amy Crow to download. According to my next door neighbor’s computer, Amy Crow was the only naked woman on the internet in 1995. She was not exactly a looker, so much so in fact, that my google search “Amy Crow 90’s internet porn” only produced pictures of Sheryl Crow and Amy Smart. Yes, Amy Crow was/is so ugly the internet is currently denying it ever associated with her. Seriously though, as of now, I don’t think I could imagine life without the internet and it hasn’t been here twenty years.  From travel to movies the internet has become a necessity to the American lifestyle. I’m mean who really doesn’t have a Facebook/twitter page? Makes you think, right? We even turn in most of our homework for class via email nowadays. When’s the last time you had to print a hard copy of a paper you wrote? Some college classes actually require that you create a blog. [hint, hint] But honestly, I can remember life before internet and I “can” say that i was much happier<—-but then again I wasn’t even in middle school in 1999.lol So of course I was.

“Dude you gotta get a faster modem” – American Pie

Two fingers

Charlie

*Baby Got Back – song made popular by Sir Mix Alot

**Too Legit To Quit – Song made popular by MC Hammer

*** Waterloo Sunset – Song made popular by The Kinks

all artist highlighted in red are currently working at either Wal-Mart or CVS pharmacy.

{Best Things about the 90’s coming soon}

Today was a day.

Ahem.

Press Play

Please don’t confuse me because my mind is underrated

and I’m on stage like I’ve made it

Since women are on my jock now my ex is getting irritated

see, she left my heart ice cold so that she could figure skate on it

so now everything is enormous

and everything is a performance

when your dressed in your garments

like you’re on stage

and your watch is really big, so big in fact that I could see it when you were parking

but I’m hot from the start

and you’re not

I’m all laid back

with my feet propped up I’ll ride this day like a Harley

can’t nobody harm me

when I’m trying to make a come up

the pretty woman didn’t speak English so I gave her two thumbs up.

I mean, two fingers.

Charlie

Weekly Image – Desparate for Aid

A boy watches as French soldiers put up tents on Jan. 22 for Haitians who lost everything in the earthquake in Port-au-Prince. The Jan. 12 quake killed an estimated 200,000 people.

Residents of Cite Soleil, a Haitian shantytown, try to enter the police station where an aid distribution point has been set up on Jan. 26. Aid officials and donor nations say quake-hit Haiti will need at least a decade of painstaking reconstruction.

A street vendor tries to keep the crowd from stealing her goods in Port-au-Prince on Jan. 24. Desperation rose in the Haitian capital following the devastating Jan. 12 earthquake.

I decided to give three pictures this go’round because I’ve been somewhat M.I.A lately and because I’ve seen so many photo’s of the Haitian’s plight that it was impossible to narrow it down to just one.  This is yet another reminder of how good most of us have it here and how must never forget it. I hear so much complaining in my day-to-day conversations that it really gets difficult for me to bear, considering the situations of many other outside of the U.S.

Be grateful

Charlie

Don’t waste your break

So I was talking with my co-workers tonight today and the conversation dabbled into our spring break plans. Seeing as how the past year has been extremely stressful,  I have no unambiguous preference as to where exactly I wish to go this year as long as its enjoyable myself and relaxing. Many of my peers say that they’re going to Panama city, Florida for their break. When they ask if I’m willing to join I simply reply,”Not happening”. There’s nothing there but -forgive my sounding like an elitist- a bunch of drunken heathens and absolutely nothing to do but club.

I guess most people my age (21, will be 22 in 16 days), find that setting  to be perfect for fucking vehemently what they wish to carry out but I view spring break as a time to get away, relax, and take it all in. Not downing the “five-to-seven-day drunk-fest and orgy”, but I’m a little too mature, responsible, and frugal for that lifestyle. (The latter being the dominating reason) I actually had 3 separate cliques invite me to spend spring break with them in PC this year. Of course, as I mentioned before, I respectively declined but I had to ask them exactly why they felt the need to go back again this year. Answers ranged from “Cause it’s gonna be a blast” to “I dunno”, with the latter being the more frequent answer.

It’s funny though.

Just about everyone who called me and complained about how “Slaw”, “Gimey”, “Lame”, and “shameful” it was last year is heading back again this year. A definite FAIL but not exactly a surprise. The collegiate mass, or the mob as I’ve dubbed them, is and always has been notoriously predictable, shallow, and fickle.

Some of last year’s complaints:

“It was a waste of time and money“ – “Word,  just like most of your endeavors have been since I’ve known you“

“All of UA* was down there so it was everything other than a vacation” – “You went to Northern Florida. What did you expect genius? “

“I don’t remember anything. I was way too drunk the entire time” – “Not really a surprise since that’s pretty much how I usually see you“

“The people I was with were too annoying. They didn’t want to do anything that I wanted!” - “Word. Well you split one room with 4 people so…..”

“I lost my wallet, keys, and Cell Phone. I had a blast though” - “Are you really trying to make it sound like it was worth it. Pathetic“

Of course, as I mentioned before, these same folks are heading back this year. Partly because they limit their scope of things to whatever the “in” crowd is doing but more likely because they have no true identity of themselves beyond what they see on television- i.e. worthless channels such as MTV, BET, and VH1.-

but that’s another blog for another day.

Yup.

These same folks will probably be calling me after spring break this year telling me how PC is so played out and how they’re never going back again at which point the will begin the elongated story explaining why it sucked with, at its climax, end with the hopeless question of what I’m doing next year. And when they do, I’m going to look them straight in the face with say:

And.....That's Why you're not allowed in my time machine.

Two Fingers

Charlie P.

*All of UA- a phrased used when you go somewhere away from the school (The University of Alabama) and see lots of people you go to school with.

usually if it has a color, then it's click-able.

Not what they used to be

Ahem.

(snickers)

Some things just ain’t what they used to be:

• Wal-Mart -Probably a good thing
• Good Barbers – the toughest thing to find in western society since The Carter 2. (yeah I think there’s a correlation)
• Erasers – I want to remove the fine markings; not leave a huge blob on my exam.
• The News – Too much information and yet, not enough information simultaneously.
• Music – My god. Where do I begin?

hey over here!

and last but certainly not least,

Television.

Remember the days when most channels actually had a respectable four hour lineup* at some point during the day? Remember when you didn’t have to worry yourself constantly with finding the remote becasue you knew that if the TV was on your channel* yo didn’t need to worry about a thing? (sigh) I remember a time, before “Meet the Browns”, when TBS really was “The super-station**”. I remember when folks used to say, “Law & Order’s on! I gotta catch this!”. Now’a'days, it’s more to the likes of “Law and Order’s on? Again!?” – {pulls hair out} BET wasn’t always a bust. Cartoon Network has become a strictly evening channel (Not that I watch it anyway). VH1, as hard as you may find this to believe, used to be a respectable channel. ~ to some more than others ~ Viacom is pretty much nonexistent in the 21st century. ESPN used to be a channel we could keep on 24/7, but sports coverage has become much more liken to TMZ and has shunned the Kenny Mane style of old. As a matter of fact there are only one and a three quarter (yes you read that correctly 1 and 3/4) shows worth watching on ESPN at present.

No. 1) PTI

Save the sitcom “Parks and Recreation” ~which was canceled I think~, I find nothing more entertaining than Michael Wilbon and Tony Kornheiser going at each others throats, in the most comradely way possible, about what’s relevant in the sports world for 30 minutes. ~not a huge fan of the Sportscenter excerpt they have~ These two guys may have the best on set chemistry that I have ever seen on cable television (definitely from two sportswriters), not to mention the fact that they’re both in the hall of fame of writers. These guys keep it real, which is very rare from a sponsored television show. But more than the excitement of Tony’s fabled “penguin dance” or Wilbon’s unrivaled lexicon, this show draws you in becasue just about everything else on ESPN is trash A.K.A. hot garbage. It has absolutley no rival as far as sports shows go; even beyond the spectrum of ESPN shows. It’s better than Inside the NBA, the situation room, and Jersey shore COMBINED!

No. .25) Around the the Horn

This show, although it probably has the most brilliant conceiving concept in the history of sport-shows, games shows, and barbershop talk, is the ultimate fail for one reason and one reason only. The host of the show is extremely biased toward one Jay Mariotti which screws the entire game from the jump. But alas, the show can still be tolerable at times and, yes, once in a blue moon it can be entertaining. As soon as Tony Reali A.K.A “Stat Boy” gets off of Jay’s nuts I’ll resume my consistent patronage of the show but until then it’s only a “eh, maybe” for this one.

No. .50) 1st and 10

Let me start off by saying that Skip Bayless is a fucking jackass hater and I would even venture to say that he’s a bit racist and just doesn’t know it. But that’s probably the exact reason I keep watch each and every morning. It’s like I can’t wait to hear what’s going to come out of his mouth next. He comes down hates on Lebron, Mcnabb, Vick (of course), Kobe, Drew Brees, and even Tiger Woods. With all of this buffoonery of these idiot producers appointing this stump of a man a regular on the show, the only saving grace is that, only just recently, the producers started inviting guest who actually can do battle with skip on these topics with style, grace, and somewhat of a mean streak. The 2 Live Stews, being my favorite of the newly added guest, definitely bring a certain raw flair to the show. ~im going to switch that up and say they bring a “flaring rawness” to she show~ Although it takes the two of them to hold down the fort against Skip’s never-ending ridiculousness, the make the barber shop proud. There’s nothing like watching guys debate sports on television and one side presents an argument that has you thinking “That’s exactly what i would have said“. I know. That makes me overly biased but hey it’s my blog and I’ll break a rule or two or three or four or five or six or seven or eight when I want to.

As I said before, I don’t really spend a lot of time watching tv anymore, with my rekindled love for Yamma and all, but when I can find the time, I’ll catch a lil PTI.

Im done

Chalire P.

*a line up is a schedule of consecutive show that one watches during a 2 to 3 hour span. Typically, they’re on the same channel but im not against the diversification of bandier.

** the Superstation was TBS’s former alias and catch line. The recieved this nickname due to the tight choke-hold they had on the 4:00pm-8:00pm slot on cable tv.

Yamma Mamma

Ahem.

Yup.

It’s another beautiful day here in Tuscaloosa Alabama and I’m finally settled back into my schedule which has allowed me some time to sit here put down what’s on my mind. ~ brace yourself.lol {kidding}

Well for those of you who didn’t know everybody who reads this , I’m pretty nice one the keys piano. My mom gave me the opportunity to take lessons when I was young (I believe I was around eight when I started) and for that I am forever grateful.  However, by the time I was 10 I was not able to continue my lessons (not consistently anyway) because other things peaked my interest a little bit more. (Sports) Nevertheless, I never stopped playing whenever I had the time. I really developed a love for it around the age of 13. I’d get home from school (after football season was over, of course) and try to play whatever song came on 106th & Park’s top 10. I remember like it was yesterday the day I learned to play “I know what you want”. I was one top of the world and you “couldn’t tell me nothin“.lol

 

From there, I took a few piano lab courses in high school just to get an easy A, and I’d jam a few times on the weekends with a few of my friends who had access to drum sets. It’s sad but once I got to college I found myself playing less and less piano except for the obvious “impress” agenda and more and more video games. Then once I began to travel a lot with track, the piano was all but dead. I actually forgot I had a keyboard at one point. Life became a lot more hectic and stressful. I was super busy with classes, athletics, various organization memberships, and an ridiculous social life (the latter being what probably took up more time than it should have) so, it pretty much be a unleading point to say that piano wasn’t what I spent a lot of time on.

And then, out of nowhere, one of my associates invited me to his church. Well, I shouldn’t say his (possessive) becasue we were both visiting for the first time. I fell in love with it. Not so much the service itself, but more so the congregation. They made us feel so welcome, which ironically enough, wasn’t something I was used to from the churches I had been to. I made it a point to be there every Sunday. Which, unbeknownst to me at the time, was very good for me. Floyd, the guy who invited me to go with, plays drums and once they (they church) found that out, they welcomed him to play for the youth. But, of course, Floyd, being the scoundrel that he is, just had to mention to them that I played piano and they gave me the same treatment.  

It was very hard at first (to get my ear* back), but with time and a lot patience I have completely gotten back into it ~ and then some.  

So I’ve gotten returned to my old ways and started to exercise my talent again – this time for the church.

It has completely consumed me. All I want to do is play. When I get done with class, I rush home and jump straight to it; trying to learn every song I hear and the more I do it, the easier it becomes. What’s more  is the effect its having on the way I live my life. For one, it gets to be a huge chore to go out on Saturday night and then be fresh for church on Sunday morning. So I gave that up but the thing is, it wasn’t like I was even reluctant to do so. I’m telling you, I completely lost interest in the whole “party scene” and not because it pretty much a rip off, but more so because I started feeling out-of-place there. Operating in the church has somewhat forced me to give up change the old way of life.

Piano has even become an awesome source of revenue for me. I’m playing for 3 churches now and they all pay well. And last Saturday, I kid you not, I play for an anniversary reception that put $500 in my pocket for three hours of fun. Moms always said piano would pay off one day in it has “literally”.lol

So here we are, another straight post to start off my blog year. I would have made it a little more interesting but I can’t stand to be away from her* any longer. Got to go.

*Her name is Yama Mama.

Two Fingers,

Charlie

 

*Shoutout to Alex Bugnon for inspiring my piano licks.

 

Carpe diem.

Coming home always teaches me something new about myself and about life. It’s a shame, but I don’t fully realize how blessed I am until I put my life in comparison to others around me. It’s so easy to put all the good things on the back burner when it seems like the negative outweigh the positive. In reality the negative NEVER outweighs the positive because we are constantly being blessed. We just tend to overlook those small things and take them for granted. Here I am a student at the University of Alabama, with no job, getting all needs and wants met by my parents; I’ve had opportunities to travel across the states, to different countries by boat and by air. I just reached my 20^th birthday and that’s a blessing in itself. When I put it that way it kind of makes me seemed spoiled, but I’m FAR from it. But no seriously…the little, insignificant things that I take for granted, would mean the world to someone else.

I have a lot of younger friends that I attend church with. Most of them are getting ready to graduate from high school in the spring. I was talking with them about their plans after graduation. It seemed that all of them were planning to go to college. But a few were planning to go into the military. It kind of shocked me because I had never heard them talk about the military before. But since they didn’t have the grades for scholarships or parents that would make the sacrifice and pay tuition or the knowledge of financial aid, and they wanted to get away… they felt like the military was the only way to get away AND make some money to go to school. Never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever, did I think of going to the military. Never did I really think of how my tuition and stuff was going to get paid, I really just assumed my parents would take care of it. It never really dawned on me that not everyone that joins the military joins because they want to, some people feel like they HAVE to join.

I was recently talking to a friend about Spring Break. She’s a senior in high school so I was sure she was going to do something for the break. This is how the conversation went:

Me: Ya’ll started making Spring Break plans yet?

Her: No. We’ll probably go to Atlanta or something though.

Me: ATLANTA?! We live in Birmingham, you could go to ATL right now if you wanted to…Atlanta is NOT a Spring Break destination.

Her: Well, I would like to go to the beach. I’ve never been to the beach before.

Me: You’ve never been to the beach? You’ve never seen the ocean?

Her: Not in real life.

I was in complete shock! This 17 year old has NEVER seen the ocean. In the 17 years that she has been on this earth, she has never felt REAL sand between her toes, she’s never smelled the ocean! Really?! I’ve been going to the beach at least once a year since I was 2 and the thought of someone NEVER going just astonished me! We live about 5 ½ hours (that’s a rough guesstimate) from the beach and she had not once seen the ocean in her life.

Later that week, I was having a conversation about study abroad programs with my fellow VHHS graduate. I was expressing to him how UA has a program where you can do your student teaching abroad, and I was interested in doing my student-teaching in South Africa. And his response was simply, “How would you get to South Africa from here? You would have to fly.” Well DUHHHHHHH! But after furthering our conversation, I discovered that he had never been on a plane before. Really?! Well how the HECK do you travel long distances….? The furthest he’s been from Alabama is Ohio, and his family drove. This man is 20 years old and has never been on a plane! WOW. But it just made me realize, not EVERYONE has been on a plane, to some people that’s a luxury.

It is easy for us to take advantage of the little things. We tend to focus on the things that we do not have and those opportunities that we have not been given. It’s just human nature for us to do that. But, like my daddy has always told me, appreciate everything that you have and every opportunity that you are afforded because there is always someone one out there who would LOVE to have the things we take for granted. So, CARPE DIEM, seize the day and appreciate the EVERYTHING that the day has brought you.

dueces.

Roxee

Rules and Regualtions

With the Brett Favre-Brad Childress fiasco in full effect, nobody but Jim Rome had the wits about him to cover the ultimate OWNED! displayed on Benny Sapp’s forehead courtesy of Steve Smith’s trash talk in a post game interview with NBC’s Andrea Kremer this week.

I could see if Antonie Winfield had gotten in Steve Smith’s ear before last night’s Vikings-Panthers get-together. Two of the best players at their position engaging in a little pre-game gum-flapping. It happens every week, no big deal.

But when Benny Sapp is the guy chirping at Smith … well, that’s different. That’s like, say, Josh McDaniels telling Chargers players that the Broncos own them. You know how it’s going to end. In Sapp’s case, Smith caught nine passes for 157 yards and a touchdown as the Panthers upended the Vikings, 26-7.

“No. 22 [Sapp] had something to say to me on the field. So, little youngster … (he was) just trying to telling me who he is, so I had to establish the rules and regulations of the game.”

Sapp is No. 28. But I’m assuming Sapp’s number was somewhat difficult for Steve Smith to make out; Sapp always lagging behind him doing the opposite of mustard and all. (ketchup)

And just so we’re clear:The  “Rule of the game” is “89.” And that, Benny Sapp, is what(who) you are to follow.

Broncos suck right now. So what did you expect?

Two Fingers

Charlie

Weekly Image – Fighting with Fire

A riot policeman’s clothing catches fire after demonstrators threw petrol bombs at police during a Dec. 6 march in Athens to mark the first anniversary of the police shooting of a teenager.

I stand Corrected

I’m not gonna lie. Under normal circumstances in which a movie looks like a cartoon I would not try to persuade any adult to go see it.

Then again,

It's

James

Fucking

Cammeron!

I don’t care if the director of Terminator 2 want to make a movie about earthworms, I’m still going to see it! And, course as I predicted, it was worth every penny and more.

When I caught my first glimpse of this flick I was thinking to myself “This is gonna be some ole pokemon-care bear shit” and I wasn’t even going to give it a fair shot from half court. However, when one of my esteemed colleauges, who is a fag theater major/minor, informed me that James Cammeron was directing this one and he (the homosexual theater minor) was going to waste his $7.50 on it I immediately thought to myself “well if this cheapskate guy is going to waste his money on it, then I may as well waste $7.50 on it see what it’s talking about because it’s probably going to be decent.”

Honestly, I wouldn't take my lil brother (who is eight) to see it. Very Graphic. But still fye.

I may end up wasting $15.00 bucks on it because Cammeron delivered a hit and it’s almost worth seeing twice because it’s in 3-D. I don’t want to spoil the story for you but it this movie essentially centers around the idea of fucking white people and their historic need to suck this planet dry with their sense of entitlement and affinity for money imperialism and how it effects the indigenous. A paraplegic ex-marine war veteran named Jake Sully (played by Sam Worthington) is unwillingly sent to establish a human settlement on the distant planet of Pandora, only to find himself battling humankind alongside the planet’s indigenous Na’vi race. Actress Zoe Saldana signed on to portray the indigenous woman/cat? who enters into a romantic affair with the hero and, in my humble opinion, carries this film and gives it it an extreme sense of reality.

The revolutionary motion-capture system created for the film allows the facial expressions of actors to be captured as a virtual camera system enables them to see what their computer-generated counterparts will be seeing in the film, and Peter Jackson’s Oscar-winning Weta Digital visual-effects house has been hired to supervise Avatar’s complex visual effects. Joel Moore the sucky guy from Dodgeball, Sigourney Weaver everyone’s favorite Alien, Stephen Lang who plays generic millitary asshole #27, and Michelle Rodriguez who usually gets shot or dies in every film she’s in round out the cast.

All in all, it’s a go see. There are definitely enough  sappy love scenes in this movie to make it date worthy.

Standing Corrected,

Charlie.

Be on the lookout for the Clash of the Titans film. It may not be as good as a Avatar. But it’s definitely an Elevator Film if ya know what I mean.