It started out w/ a Maybach parked outside of the AMC 25 on 42nd st.-- J. pointed it out and i said "ooooh, cool"...followed by "and that's Russell Simmons in the car too." A couple o' double takes as we walk passed the car and J. and A. are wet, apparently they're big fans. So we're behind his car, J. says "let's how this goes down" b/c a cop car was pulled up behind it. nothing happened, of course. russell steps out of the car and crosses the street into the E-Walk theatre. he must of broken his foot b/c he was wearing a CAM boot. of course, i rush across the street to get behind him, knocking into a couple o' peeps (i have to talk street now, and wear phat farm b/c he has something to w/ that).

russell heads for the computer tix kiosk, i'm right behind him. He gets his tix, i pick up my tix for cloverfield (7:40pm--more on that later). i notice that there's a ticket left in the slot...alvin and the chipmunks. i show my findings to J. / A. who confirm that Russell is w/ his kids and they just went upstairs. i offer it to J., he's a big fan. "go run up there and give it to him". apparently, Russell's got some pull b/c after darting upstairs, we found that he already went through w/ his brood and up into the theatre. (insert sad downturned heads w/equally sad Snoopy/peanuts music here).

WHO CARES about mr. simmons...we were going to see cloverfield, a mystery wrapped in an enigma that's been looming over our heads since last summer w/ that stupid "Ethan Haas was right" webshite, and the damn Slusho website . we got there w/ a long line waiting for us. if you know me, you realize that i like being at the movies early enough to get good seats (read: 3 days before). i decide to do some recon and check to see where the theatre is to try to get a head start (read: cut in front of people). as luck would have it, i overhear the walkie talkie saying our theatre was open and slyfully zip up the escalator hand the dude my ticket and was the 1st person in the theatre and got super awesome seats--i am such the fiend. so we're sitting there and this dude gets up and starts taking pics w/ his SLR--so 1. he must be a D-bag b/c his collar is up, 2. he's taking pics in a movie theatre = tourist. but i point out to J. / A., a hot chick sitting in proximity. unfortunately for J. an ugly girl was in his way.

so the movie. i like it. a lot. 1. it's 85 minutes. remember when movies were short? despite some dawson's creek like he / she tension (which then makes sense later), the movie gets right into it. the monster is awesome and you can surf the web for more on what it looks like and some other goodies that made the movie pretty darn exciting. i liked that it was more plight of human suffering in the face of extreme adversity rather than monster attacks city and lots of things blow up and everyone is ok for it. what i will say is to watch carefully in the coney island scene...

ok. so movie ends we all get up. d-bag tourist pic taking guy gets up and thanks everyone for coming out and asks what we thought of the movie. He was one the main characters (quite memorable) and was w/ 2 of the girls from the movie too (1 was the girl we were checking out). it was kinda cool that they came to see what the reaction would be. the guy was outside the theatre taking pics w/ people and stuff which was nice...alas, the girls were nowhere to be found.

i say go see it. it is definitely a movie you can only experience in a movie theatre, or a very expensive home system. the effects, sound and visual were amazing and those of you who heard about the shaky cam--suck it up people, it's supposed to be video footage found after the incident. stupid.