Ed phoned at 6pm to ask me if I wanted to see Finding Nemo at 6:20. I made it to the cinema by 6:25, but failed to get hold of Erin (who was in M&S) so me and Ed went for dinner. Erin arrived halfway through, so we finished up and made it to the 7:30 performance.
It rocked. I'd been expecting it to be 'ok' after all the reviews, but instead it kicked major ass.
If I didn't have 17 other films I wanted to see, I'd go see it again.
And now to bed,
It rocked. I'd been expecting it to be 'ok' after all the reviews, but instead it kicked major ass.
If I didn't have 17 other films I wanted to see, I'd go see it again.
And now to bed,