I moved Super 8 to the top of our Netflix queue and it arrived in the mail this week. Date night with Linny was last night and we finally sat down to watch it.
Watching Super 8 made me feel like a kid again. Like the first time I ever watched movies like E.T., Gremlins, or The Goonies. I guess that’s what Spielberg movies are supposed to do.
Linny was apprehensive. She knew nothing about the movie except that I told her there was this horrific train crash near the beginning.
As we were watching Super 8, she grabbed my arm. A lot. The way she grabbed my arms is the reason teenage boys take their hot first dates to scary movies.
My right arm hurts this morning. I think I’m going to rent more movies like Super 8.
Even though Linny hates loves them.
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