Since I was a child I have always had a fear of flying. It continued until I was in my mid 30’s. It happened so quickly, I did not realize it even occurred for about an hour into the flight. The cure, you ask? The remedy did not involve valium, hypnosis, or behavior modification. It was First Class.
The Mister surprised me on a trip to Hawaii and had us upgraded to first class. I sat my big rear-end in that beautiful over-sized leather chair, with champagne in hand and realized that my fear was not of flying but of coach class! Bring on the thunderstorms and the turbulence!! Nothing would scare me now. Believe it or not, this does eventually tie in with my movie review.
Not me but wish it was. So does the Mister.
Anyway, the temps in the Dallas area this weekend have been brutal. The Mister took Friday off and for some reason felt it was his turn AGAIN to pick out a movie. I was not surprised by the one he chose. But to soften the blow he made reservations at our iPics theatre.
For those of you who have not had the pleasure of viewing a movie at iPics, you are missing out on the ultimate cinema experience. As you enter the theater, you are escorted to your huge lazy boy that is large enough to hold Honey Boo Boo and Mama June in one seat! You are waited on by a staff that puts the waitstaff at Disney to shame. And the food…a delectable selection of appetizers, paninis, salads, and so much more. Oh… and the best part… a full bar. Yup, you heard me – a full bar at your disposal.
Not us… but wish it was. At least I felt like them in those comfy chairs.
Not my lunch but pretty close.
I dined on the most delicious chicken lemon satay and the Mister feasted on the beef satay. He ordered the pretzel sticks that were served warm and with real butter. It was the most delicious lunch. Worth every darn calorie.
Oh yeah, the movie. We went to see this.
Anybody shocked? I didn’t think so. The plot is loosely based on a Butch Cassidy/Sundance Kid theme. Lots of shooting and chasing. I will say that I think Marky-Mark and Denzel created great chemistry.
And this, dear friends is where my fear of flying story comes in. Turbulence in a first class seat is no longer my cryptonite.
And the same goes for a first class seat in a posh movie theater. If I had watched this movie in a regular movie cinema, I would probably rate it a C-. But viewing this film of ear-shattering gun fights and car chases that actually made me dizzy, it wasn’t so bad. In the comforts of my lazy boy, with my satay sauce dribbled on my chin, I give it a B.
Hope your day is first class!
This is not the Mister altho sometimes I wish it was.