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MM IV - 8:17AM

As of right...
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now!--I'm the only one to not have nodded off at least once. It was down to me, Jorge, and Chris, but they've started making zees on either side of me. Audition was slow to start, but awesome in its complete over-the-topness (I know that we woke all the sleepers with our screams of auuuuuughhhhhh, and gaaaaaaaaaah, and ohgawdnaaaaaaaghhhh. Brutal. Totally. Not sure that we'll ever find something quite that... gross? Messed-up? Impression-leaving? I don't think The Mist played quite as scary as I thought it would, but the ending was a complete and utter downer--now that I think of it, one of many downer endings tonight. Now it's Tremors and despite the Kevin Bacon-ness, Paul Gross-titude, and Reba McEntire-ity, I don't think anyone is terribly compelled. But like I said: we're almost through. Just the shortish Delirious next, and we can all fall into blissful oblivion.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Michael Gross was in it - Paul Gross is the Mountie who does the Stratford Festival and fights in WW2.
Anonymous said…
Dammit.
It was only for a few minutes.

DAMMIT

Word Verification: fricksma
Dave said…
Rebecca - Damn! Where were you when I was writing that entry?

Jorge - Brother, I think you were asleep for exactly three minutes, so no worries.
Anonymous said…
I think I was on the other couch...

To be fair, we did also talk about Paul Gross at the time, so that plus being the last man standing = reasonable excuse.

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