The Projectionist for June 10, 2011 June 13, 2011

June 6, 2011

Hello there Mead-Berry,

I’m going to skip the first little part of my letter where I tell you some mundane thing in my life. You must be way bored of me. In fact, I know that many of you skip all the words and go to right to the movie clip. If you are reading this, you must not be one of these people. You are one of the demented people that actually “get it”. I don’t have a clue what “it” may be, but I keep searching.

That brings me to the Little Projectionist’s bed wetting issue. Notice I did not say problem. That’s because it would not be a problem if he just wore a Pull-Up at night. He is of an age where I suppose it would still be fine for him to wear one. The kid just wants to grow up quickly and doesn’t accept that he dreams of waterfalls and raindrops. I try to remember what it felt like to just “pee your pants”? Last time I did it was during the opening scene of Austin Powers. That’s right, I said it.

This weekend brings two special movies to town. If you long for the Spielberg blockbusters of the 1980’s, you will love Super 8. This or Cowboys vs. Aliens will be the biggest blockbuster of the summer that is not a sequel, prequel, or superhero movie. If that wasn’t good enough, we also secured Midnight in Paris. We don’t get these films very often so please drop by to experience something different. Lastly, Judy Moody hits the theater just as your children are finishing school. Those Hollywood people are so tricky.

Now your moment of zen: