I’ve spent a chunk of the last few months talking smack about the marketing campaign of the new movie Avatar. My biggest problem is that, story wise, they show you the entire movie during the trailer. There may be visual spectacle, but certainly no surprises in story or character development. It seems I’ve bad mouthed it a bit too much, because I’ve decided I want to see it, and can’t find anyone to go with me.
Reason to see it #1: Roger Ebert’s review was very convincing.
Reason to see it #2: Peter Jackson’s Weta company did a huge chunk of the effects. They have knocked it out of the park with everything I’ve ever seen from them, and it will whet my appetite for The Hobbit.
Anyway, even my 8-year-old son turned down the offer to go see it. I figured I’d just see it alone. However, the top two teams in the NHL, the New Jersey Devils and the Pittsburg Penguins, both with 51 points, are playing tomorrow night, so I can’t go then. Perhaps I could go tonight? Well, no. I texted my (soon-to-be-ex) wife at work and asked if she was going out tonight. She said she figured she would, after the kids went to bed. I told her it was no biggie.
Unfortunately, that means she will be seeing him. I hesitate to call him her boyfriend, because they haven’t even been seeing each other for much more than 2 months, but he’s definitely the guy she’s dating.
I won’t ask her where she’s going, or what she’s doing, because I know I couldn’t stand the answer. Just her simple note saying she thought she would go out tonight hit me much harder than I was expecting, and I was braced for it. My appetite certainly went to complete shit. I was literally about to put dinner on my plate, and starving from not having eaten all day. Now all I want to do is vomit.
But I’m trying.