I actually quite like lemons, but let’s pretend that, for the sake of this entry, I don’t. After all, everyone likes a good metaphor right? [insert disagreement here].
This evening, me and my partner went out. We went out alone, without a child, on a Saturday night. We rarely have nights out on our own (we’ve had possibly four since our 16 month son was born?), and it’s an even rarer occasion that it’s a Saturday.
You see, along with his full time day job, my partner is a DJ. He does pretty well at it too, with residencies on Fridays and Saturdays, and other work always being offered to him. On Saturdays during term time, he works at our local university’s Student Union bar. Since they broke up for Christmas, he has been working Saturdays at a club down in Southampton. Well, he’s supposed to have been anyway. They screwed up Christmas Eve and then messed him around on New Years Eve, so his agent told him not to bother with them anymore. He was booked in for somewhere next Saturday straight away, but that meant that tonight he had the night off. A Saturday off…so rare it’s almost unheard of!
Having persuaded his mum to come babysit for a few hours this evening, we’d planned to go to our local cinema to see Star Wars: Rogue One. We were really looking forward to it, knowing that it would most likely be our last cinema trip in a while again. Well! It was all bloody booked up wasn’t it! We hadn’t bothered to book in advance, because of how long the film had been out…we figured all the ‘real’ fans would have seen it already, so it wouldn’t be too difficult to get tickets. We turned up with a reasonable amount of time to spare, to see the words only 3 tickets remaining in big bold letters in the foyer. What?! We hoped and we prayed, knowing full well that they would either have been sold out by the time we got to the front of the queue, or they would be random seats located in different parts of the room.
“Do you have any left for Star Wars?”
Thankfully, Assassins Creed was showing there at a slightly earlier time, and it was only on the trailers. We decided to go for that instead. After all, it would be a shame to waste an evening.
Me and my partner are both gamers, and we both love Assassin’s Creed. For me, that was pretty much the main reason why I hadn’t been fussed about seeing the film. Oh the trailer for it had looked bloody amazing, but then they always do don’t they. I’d figured it was going to be one of those films which was either beyond amazing, or spectacularly disappointing…and I’d have put money on it being the latter.
How wrong I was! Not only was it truly a bloody amazing film, I even left the cinema thinking that I was glad we’d ended up seeing that instead. The special effects were spot on, the casting was spot on, the story telling was spot on…it was just, well, spot on! I enjoyed it so much, in fact, that I would happily go see it again.
I feel truly refreshed after tonight, even though at one point it looked to be an evening of disappointment. My partner went off into town after dropping me home, to help one of his mates with a gig, and I’m chilling out in bed with my laptop and a hot cup of tea. In fact, this is the first time I’ve even considered doing such a thing since I moved in here…almost 2 years ago. I should do this more often!
So just remember…when life gives you lemons, watch Assassin’s Creed.