The Reader

After I wrote my last entry, I was feeling all screwed up so I called my cigar friend.  Regardless of anything happening, I do feel comfortable talking with her.  I figured at worst, she could cheer me up or I could distract myself.  Then I thought to ask her if she wanted to watch a movie!

We had a couple of choices of movies and ended up watching The Reader.  I had read the summary, if you want to call what I read that, but really didn’t know what it was about.  I just knew it was nominated for the Oscars, that Kate Winslet was in it, and that she had won.  So we ended up watching that.

I think a few of the scenes in the movie must have not been kosher for Indian audiences.  You could tell a handful of scenes were cut by the brief splicing white line that appears on screen and the voice changes.  I hope what we missed didn’t have a material affect on the movie.  And what’s with the splicing anyway?  Come on!

Overall, the movie was good, but not sure why it was nominated for an Oscar.  Maybe it’s the high expectations of watching a movie post-awards.  After the movie, we went back to the same paan wala that we went to yesterday.  This time we got the meetha paan right.  Last night’s didn’t taste all that great.  Turned out to be a good evening.  Next time, we’ll have to do 2 movies at a time.  It’s far to drive for just one show, especially since we end up watching the 1050 to 1100 PM one and there’s nothing to do before or after.  I am so lame sometimes – driving an hour to hour fifteen to watch a two hour (max) movie.  But hey, this is what I do.

As an interesting sidebar – my friend was all dressed up today, more so than the last couple of times we’ve gone to see movies.  I’m not really sure why (maybe because she thought her friends were going to be there?).  She looked good regardless.  I didn’t compliment her because she was wearing a somewhat low-cut top and, well, she’s well-endowed.  I didn’t want it to come off in a bad way, especially since she was more dressed up than usual.  I didn’t want to bring attention to that either.  She mentioned it a couple of times that she was cold.  I then finally said something to acknowledge her attire.  I did go cautious on the compliment thing though.  Maybe I should have said something.  I guess I am unsure of how much more I want to put myself out there if she’s not really interested in me.  A sort of a toss up in my mind right now.  Another topic for another day.  Back to work and then sleep!