Last night Josh and I went to the movies for the first time since I was pregnant with Brianna…over a year and a half ago. I think the last movie we saw in the theater was Spiderman 2 (and sadly, not only was it not my choice, I didn’t like it, either). But our city has a new movie theater, just opened in December, with stadium seating and the latest in sound systems.
I’m a fan of the first Underworld and when I saw the trailers for the new movie, Underworld Evolution, I told Josh that it was a must–an opening weekend must. So, last night, the in-laws came over and off Josh and I went to the theater. And oh. My. God. Loved it! I could probably gush endlessly about Scott Speedman’s superior abs and silly things like that (but ooh-la-la they were fine!) but instead I’ll say something intellectual…damn he looks good without his shirt on…er…let me try that again 😉
I thought the storyline and plot of this second Underworld movie was better developed than the first. It manages to keep all of the action (and gore) of the first, while weaving in some very interesting backstory as well as the plot happening in current time. New characters are introduced and story hinted at in the first movie is explained in deeper detail. I’m not going to go into any detail, because I hate spoilers, so I’ll just leave it at how much I loved this movie. It was worth the $20 we paid and I’m ready to watch it again right now. It can’t come out on dvd soon enough for me!
There was only one small thing that marred my enjoyment of the movie and it was something that had nothing to do with the movie itself but with the fact that someone had a baby–under 1 year, around 10 months old, in the theater. All in all, she was really good, but I was so pissed at those parents for having her there. Every time the action got loud she’d cry–the scared baby cry. Now, I understand about having a baby and having a hard time finding a babysitter, but not only did other people in the theater pay $9 a ticket and deserve to enjoy the movie without the sounds of a baby in the background, but that baby shouldn’t have been subjected to the loudness of the movie! And it was loud. I sometimes think that theaters should have a policy against this–especially at an R-rated movie. And don’t even get me started on the parents who had their seven year old son watching the movie with them…