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jchrisobrien) wrote2003-09-02 03:05 pm
jchrisobrien) wrote2003-09-02 03:05 pm
Deep Blue Seafood
Some things are best when shared with others. This applies to eating, and to watching bad movies. Good movies can be watched in company, but many a time you want to be silent and absorb the movie. Discussion comes afterwards. A bad movie requires that you talk during it. It demands it! You can air your disbelief at the things the actors say and do, the contrived twists and turns, and the gaping potholes of logic that you can do nothing except fall blithely into. Sometimes a movie will be epic in its badness, and it will earn your grudging or wholehearted respect. Deep Blue Sea is one of those movies. Lake Placid is not.
So Saturday was spent eating and sharing bad movies with others. I sat while the house slowly filled with the smells of garlic and butter, and the savory sauce simmering on the stove. Fish, shrimp, scallops, clams, and more fish swan one by one into the sauce. One by one the guests arrived, and at last we could eat. We sat under the low lighting, people eating fish, and watched movies about fish eating people. An enjoyable evening, but not one I'd care to recreate if we were watching, say, Aliens or Eight Legged Freaks.
So Saturday was spent eating and sharing bad movies with others. I sat while the house slowly filled with the smells of garlic and butter, and the savory sauce simmering on the stove. Fish, shrimp, scallops, clams, and more fish swan one by one into the sauce. One by one the guests arrived, and at last we could eat. We sat under the low lighting, people eating fish, and watched movies about fish eating people. An enjoyable evening, but not one I'd care to recreate if we were watching, say, Aliens or Eight Legged Freaks.