“Honey, where did you burry the plot?”

Chad scored screening tickets to “The Exorcist – The Beginning” through work.

Lacking other zero-cost things to do, we went along with one of Chad’s co-workers.

The screening was way out in the “West Burbs” – about a 25 minute schlep from the neear south-west burbs where we live.

Could have been the target audience, but I was reminded how much we don’t get out. Fashions for kids seems to have changed again… Lots of Gothy kids, Auschwitz buzcuts, para-military looking clothes and full-sleeve tattoos.

The movie? Typical intelligence insulting Hollywood formula work.

Here’s my impression:

INDIANA JONESâ„¢ + THE KEEP + 1000mg Phenobarbital = The Exorcist, The Begining.

I’d never been to a screening where people booed at the end.

I would have been sorely pissed if we paid to get in.

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