Bought a lover less than fantastic...

This evening, it was a Boys' Night Out, with me, Phoenix, Ghostie and Gilligan.
































And no chicks...and no Parispeking's, either Mr. or Mrs. The four of us went to see the Fantastic Four, The Rise Of The Silver Surfer.



Afterwards we went to Fridays for some snacks and drinks and there I recorded the various opinions of the movie:

Gilligan: Bad.
Ghostie: Great.
Phoenix: Adeaquate
Me: Horrice. Horrid. Stupid.

I've discovered that Ghostie is the anti-Polt, the Bizzaro- Polt! Our opinons are the exact opposite on most things we talk about. I don't know HOW we are friends. course, we do laugh a lot when we hang out, so maybe that has something to do with it, I don't know.

Anyway, the only redeeming thing i can say about the movie is there's a scene where Chris Evans as Johnny Storm has just come out of the shower and is wrapped in a towel.



You can, I assume, see why I enjoyed this scene.

There's a few other scenes of him in the Spandex uniform which were pleasing to the eye, and the special effects were pretty good, but was all that worth the $9.00 admission. No. Hell, it wouldn't be worth a $3.00 matinee.

My suggestion, don't go to the movie, save your movie, join Netflix, and when it comes out on DVD get it that way and watch it at home.

POLT

Man, it's pretty much all about clown dancing.