The time I pretended to be a movie critic

Last night was the night I'd been waiting many long months for. The Hunger Games premier. At midnight.

Yesterday, it was even harder to get through work than normal, even though fellow Hunger Games fanatics were there.

So professional

When I was finally done with work, I still had a whole 8 hours to fill before the movie. I'd like to think I used them productively. 

 

 

We'd invited a bunch of friends who were also crazy enough to stay up until midnight to watch the movie over for coffee and hair braiding.

 

Upon arrival, everyone was informed that they'd have to shoot some game in hopes of trading it at The Hob for coffee.

Tributes also challenged each other in the arena.

We arrived at the theater a little before ten, and completed the final preparations in order to stay awake until midnight.

 Movie theater photos suck - the preparation was 5 hour energies. Then, it was a lot of hurry up and wait. Eric worked on words with friends, Lily frantically tried to finish the book, and my friend Mary took a little nap break.


 

Turns out, Taco Bell was onto something with their whole "Fourth Meal" idea. I had eaten a normal dinner around 6:30, and I was starving by 11pm. Naturally I had a ton of chocolate in my purse, but I felt I needed some real food. The new Dorito Taco that I have been dying to try would have been perfect for this moment (like Kari I never claimed this was a healthy living blog), but of course I couldn't leave the theater. Lindsay and I shared some pretzel bites after spending about 20 minutes preparing mustard for dipping. 

 

Of course, I was still hungry after that (totally, because I ran six miles that morning, not just that I love to eat so much), so I cozied up to Eric, who'd gotten pretzels with nacho cheese and mozzarella sticks. I'm a huge cheese snob. I refuse to buy any cheese that's low fat, sliced, or shredded, because they all taste inferior. However, apparently my tastes change after my usual bedtime because the neon orange "nacho cheese" that the movie theater sells tasted like heaven. So did the mozzarella sticks. I kind of wish we'd brought the rest home for breakfast now.


The movie was phenomenal. My hopes had been so high for months, to the point where I was worried nothing could live up to them, but it really did. The acting, the sets, everything, was just amazing. My heart was pounding the entire time (and I was bawling approximately 4 minutes in). Unlike a midnight show of a Twilight movie (my only other experience) there was no screaming from teenagers, in fact, the theater was almost eerily silent, I think because it was such an incredible story, and so much tension watching it. Other than wishing it was twice as long so they wouldn't have had to speed so much of the plot up, it was perfect. Also, I mainly wrote that paragraph to brag because most people haven't seen it yet.


Today is my rest day, and not only did I take off from work, but Eric and I are going to finally watch The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (another trilogy I loved, and saw all the Swedish movies). Then we're going to see The Hunger Games again. Seriously. Eric got invited by his coworkers, and I wasn't about to just sit home like a chump and be jealous. I already can't wait to see it again though, it was that good.


If you haven't read the books and don't know what I'm talking about, first of all, it's hard to imagine you would have made it to this point in the post. Second of all, I'm sorry. For so many reasons.


When are you going to see The Hunger Games?