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"I'm sorry, Jesus!"

So I went to see Clerks II tonight, with my sister and Sarah, the girl next door, both Kevin Smith virgins. 'Twas an awesome and well-needed night out. The movie was a riot from beginning to end, and I'm glad I saw it in a theatre empty enough that nobody bitched about not being able to hear the film because of all the laughter. This is not to say that there's any great conceptual change from the original movie - which is really part of the plot, I guess. What do you do when you're really stuck in a rut, like working in the same convenience store for a decade and only leaving when it burns down? What do you sacrifice to escape? Maybe the rut is where you should be, where is best for you, and you're only disappointed because you've been led to believe you should be out of it?

Serious existential questions aside - it is a delightful, well-acted movie and a laugh riot, full of snappy dialogue and irreverent humour that often pushes the boundaries of taste...just like the first. I dare you to keep a straight face when Dante and Randall's religious and geeky teenage co-worker Elias (generally the butt of Randall's jokes) earnestly recounts the tragic tale of his girlfriend's oral and vaginal trolls, named Listerfiend and Pillow Pants respectively, barring him from kissing or having sex with her. The show had its raunchy moments, like Kinky Kelly's donkey show...(oh my fucking God, did I seriously see that on screen?) and its genuinely sweet/sexy ones, like Dante's boss Becky, played excellently by Rosario Dawson, teaching Dante how to dance at a wedding she doesn't want him to go to. That was a joy to watch.

The whole thing was a joy to watch - it's hard to point to anything specific and say "that made it". It all made it, and all three of us loved it. This brings my total Kevin Smith Fan Club Recruitment Score to three. Only two more and I get a decoder ring and a Silent Bobblehead.

After the show we bussed home and chatted quite happily (likely to the entertainment of surrounding people on the bus), largely about my sister's crazy/needy/immature/idiotic/frightening/borderline stalker ex-boyfriend, who has gone and made her into his indispensible Goddess figure who will descend from the heavens, raise him from the mire, and make all things right again. Needless to say, she is less than pleased by this, which she expressed at length and with fervour, even going as far as to ask two complete strangers passing our bus stop whether they thought obsessive attachment to the recipient of one's virginity is usual male behaviour. (The consensus, which included yours truly, was no.) We also managed to touch on many more amusing topics, and one of the other passengers hit on my sister. :D

All in all, fun times. Tomorrow looks to be even better. See? You can have a last weekend of freedom without strippers. This won't, however, stop Chris from inviting me again. It seems the three of them enjoyed themselves immensely, and somehow (I will not reflect on or ask about the means. :P) won a free VIP night next Wednesday which requires additional participants, among whom I have once again chosen not to be counted.

-D.

Comments

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rumor_esq
Jul. 30th, 2006 03:12 pm (UTC)
That's a much more positive Clerks 2 review than I've seen yet, but I think I trust your judgment better than strangers, so I believe I'm going to see it soon now.

How the hell does one get a free VIP night without, say, dealing crack or being a rock star? ;D
paleshadow
Aug. 1st, 2006 03:00 am (UTC)
I suppose one wins a contest. I didn't really ask for details. That said, I imagine Nathan is closer to the mark.

-D.
doctorcomputer
Jul. 31st, 2006 01:52 am (UTC)
Somehow I suspect it's less of a "all-expenses paid night" as a "entrance into the VIP section of the club where you can spend a month's wages on girls who have no interest in you and watered-down martinis", as it does indeed sound too good to be true.

Either way, be sure to report back.
paleshadow
Aug. 1st, 2006 03:09 am (UTC)
Or _you_ could go. :P I'm surprised they haven't asked you already. Lord knows Pittman wouldn't be interested.

-D.
bob13
Jul. 31st, 2006 02:05 pm (UTC)
Thou shalt not turn down a fun time at the strippers with your mates.It's just bad form, and they'll get a complex. Do it now, get your amusing "stripper story" out of the way, and be done with it. He'll just keep recruiting people to bug you about it until you do it.
paleshadow
Aug. 1st, 2006 03:21 am (UTC)
Maybe a) after my first paycheque and b) on another night of the week. Sad as it may sound, I'd much rather dungeon-crawl Molten Core and Onyxia's Lair than pay for the privilege of being reminded, in entirely inadequate fashion, of what I've been missing since January. :P

-D.
amoreuse
Aug. 1st, 2006 04:05 am (UTC)
Um... wow, the strippers! I've never seen a female stripper!
paleshadow
Aug. 2nd, 2006 05:29 am (UTC)
Male ones, then?
It might well be overrated anyway. *chuckles* Your mileage may vary.

-D.
amoreuse
Aug. 2nd, 2006 06:59 am (UTC)
Re: Male ones, then?
Why yes. Once when I was 19 or 20 I think at what used to be Tonic & also the other day at the gay bar.
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