so the newest rule: I can't watch a movie on HBO unless I have seen the opening credits. No movies on any channel without the credits. I am not in the act of "watching a movie" unless I have seen said movie's opening credits. I'm pretty malleable to most of Becca's pregnant laws, especial the laws decreed in the Target parking lot. 6 miles away from the television.
But I'm also the kind of guy who likes watching himself the last 5th of Inception, Lean on Me, and Role Models. this is really going to limit my viewings of Transformers 2, Avatar, Terminator Resurrection, and most Lord of the Rings marathons on TNT.
And I think I've been obeying this rule; maybe I slipped when I saw Predators was at that scene where Shane from The Shield got his skull ripped out of his person via the spinal chord. but otherwise I've been following the opening credit movie doctrine.
This morning I woke up at 3am for some reason, turned on the television to see the opening credits of A Fistful of Dollars. Not just the scene when the Rojas gun down the Baxters, or when the fat guy is smashed with the giant beer barrel, but right smack in the middle of the cheesy animated credits.
No way. This new rule can suck it, I've seen the opening credits. I am in the clear, never mind it is 3am and I'm the only one up. I'm living by the new rules, and that's why we're watching it.
the royal we.
then the movie ends at 430, time to try to go to bed, wait, what is this, A Few Dollars More?! Am I just settling into a marathon? complete with opening credit viewing authorization? and then bam! The Good, The Bad, The Ugly the penultimate flipped to in the middle of movie on a Sunday afternoon only it is 630 in the morning and I have seen the opening credits - I have crossed the Rubicon.
Sergio Leone movies as a reward for insomnia? This is one of the greatest Tuesday mornings of my life.
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