Openings of films are like appetizers at a slowly set out, tasty, plenty of offerings available, lengthy, cluttered with many dishes, dinners. Papering with posters of looking pretty and suave actors and actresses attract slow to come-in-the-doors movie goers going for nicely-buttered popcorn mixed only in loud crackling machines.
Perhaps you are wondering whom I am writing this very promising, potentially going nowhere blog entry for. Well, malpracticed grammar is my forte and I am opening looking within yourselves as readers expecting People magazine-style writing to enter the world of eccentric language use. Tomorrow after you read this blog you will realize why you have to see Wretches & Jabberers. Tracy and I will take you out of your peacefully ignorance-of-perspectives outside the norm and put you in the shoes of people who act eccentrically and do good business for lots of fast food restaurants but who, more like most Americans, want to walk on red carpets and be seen with people like Oprah Winfrey and Larry King.
Meet me after the show and I will trade you an autograph for some of your popcorn.