gremlinville

12032024-03

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Last night was Action Movie Night, and much to my delight, we got unusually high attendance when it was my turn to choose the movie: 12 people! There was Tony, Jake, Ryan, Kevin, Ben, Chris G, Derek, Andrew, Daniel, a new guy named Dan, Shobhit, and myself.

The movie I chose was Gremlins. The fifth one I have now chosen, since Shobhit and I started attending regularly in 2022. It's also the second I have chosen as a sort of tongue-in-cheek choice of a "holiday movie"—when I got to choose in November of last year, I went with Batman Returns, which as it happened was the first time anyone had chosen a superhero movie, since the group started meeting in 2012. I joke that that's "my favorite Christmas movie." I could say that Gremlins is "my second-favorite Christmas movie." I'm certainly including it in my list of "Christmas Movie Watches 2024," just as I did the last time I watched it, in 2020.

Both Jake and Tony, at separate times, asked me what decade the movie was from. It's from the eighties, and is actually the first time any of my movies have been from that decade. Jake asked what the genre was, though, and I told him I didn't want to say because it was a mashup of genres and might go toward giving it away.

I can't remember who it was now, but one person actually indicated trust in my choice because "you have good taste in movies." I do? I mean, yes, of course I do. But my tastes really run counter to a lot of the choices other people in this group make.

As it turns out, though, Gremlins was maybe the biggest crowd pleaser I have chosen to date. I was unsure of how it would play with this group, but it truly exceeded my expectations. Ben had chosen my favorite comedy of all time, Airplane!, when it was his choice on October 16, and it did not get nearly the amount of laughter that Gremlins did last night.

In the middle of the movie, Ryan even commented on what a great pick this was. Several people indicated later that they had not seen it in many years, and something like three or four even surprised me by saying they had never seen it. Shobhit asked me later if this movie was successful, and it absolutely was—in 1984, it was a surprise smash hit. It made over $148 million in its original release, which is a genuine hit even in today's dollars. In adjusted dollars, that would be nearly $450 million today!

The average movie ticket price in the U.S. in 1984 was $3.36. By that measure, 44 million tickets were purchased for that movie in its original run. That was 18.6% of the U.S. population in 1984. Bear in mind probably some people saw it multiple times. On the list of all-time box office adjusted for inflation, Gremlins ranks, effectively, the 141st-most successful movie in U.S. history. Pretty impressive, actually, especially considering no one really expected that of it. From that same year, only three other movies made more money: Ghostbusters (#1 1984, #37 all time); Beverly Hills Cop (#2 1984, #47 all time), and Indian Jones and the Temple of Doom (#3 1984, #99 all time).

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11212024-01

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Okay, now I have a few complaints to share about Action Movie Night last night. And I have to be careful about this. My guess is that no one in the group reads this blog, but I'm still going to play it safe and not use names or, hopefully, identifying characteristics.

This was the worst thing, and certainly new: someone smelled like urine. More specifically, like he had pissed his pants one or two days ago and never bothered to wash his clothes. How strongly I could smell it would ebb and flow, but I spent a fair amount of time during the movie with my hand under my nose to block out the odor.

Then, there was the chatter during the movie. One guy who apparently used to come a lot, before Shobhit's and my time, but has been coming relatively frequently again, was sitting between two others who were constantly chatting with each other while the movie was playing. There's always a certain amount of this and is to be expected, but they were cracking each other up in a way characteristic of people who have had a beer or two and can't stop giggling. This was a lot more than usual. Or maybe it just felt like it because the movie was my choice this time? I honestly think it really was a lot more than usual. It was kind of incessant, and all I could do was scream it inside my head: Shut the fuck up!

One of them kept making pretty pointlessly sexist comments at the movie. "And that was when she got her period!" Ugh. This guy can have a tendency to say things like this, with a sort of "ironic" vibe, but one can only take so much of it. Even Shobhit said after we got back to the condo afterward, "Some of them are kind of misogynistic." And this is not something Shobhit often picks up on. Of course, then he decided that must mean the guys who said such things voted for Trump. I was like, "You really think Democrats are never misogynist?" Get real.

There was also a very minor technical issue, but thankfully it was always very brief and did not persist. The picture suddenly went out, but came back after a couple of seconds. This happened three times. Mind you, I had used my DVD copy of the movie, whereas most of the time people play their movie streaming from a laptop. But, wifi can also be spotty for that. The way this was happening though, it seemed clear to me that it was the projector and not my disc. Thankfully, after the third time this happened, all within maybe the first half of the movie, it never happened again.

So, there was an unusually large number of details to Action Movie Night last night that I found frustrating. But hey, the movie was a hit with the group, so there's that!

As for the food, it worked out well. Shobhit and I brought cucumber sandwiches, maybe the last time we'll bring that to a potluck for a while; we still had cream cheese to burn through. We used brioche bread and people really liked it. At least one of the pizzas brought was vegetarian, which was appreciated, and there was also macaroni and cheese. The guy who usually goes out of his way to get a vegetarian pizza for our benefit apologized and said he got chicken this time. He looks out for us so often that it was totally fine. Then another guy who usually gets a meat pizza noted that this time he got a vegetarian one.

I was thinking about this group recently, and how often the movies chosen kind of reflect "bro-y" tastes, even though I wouldn't characterize the group on the whole that way. For a group of straight guys, they are very welcoming and kind, very typical young(ish) Seattle guys. There was just something specific about the group dynamic last night, and the one guy who kept making the sexist "jokes." I think there may have been an element of one or two of them being certain influence on the others. I never felt specifically uncomfortable, for the record. Well, except for the stale urine smell. That was a whole other thing.

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12062024-23

[posted 12:34 pm]

don't know how you do the Voodoo that you do so well

12102024-01

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The past couple of years, Katie from UNFI has taken several of us from PCC out to the "Miracle on 2nd" pop-up at Rob Roy. There was even another year they did this before that (2021) but I wasn't invited to that one; I've been invited to all of them since.

Katie left UNFI for another job some time ago. She already knew last December that it was going to happen, and I suggested then that we keep the tradition going anyway. By the time the holiday season had come around this year, having not heard anything about going again with Katie—and kind of assuming it wasn't likely anyway—I suggested to Gabby and Amy that we go there ourselves this year, as our own holiday "team social" outing. They were all about it; we have long had it scheduled for Wednesday next week. It will be the last thing I do before my pre-Christmas PTO.

I got an email from Noah on Monday this week that Katie was coming back for this tradition to continue . . . after work on Tuesday. Only one day advance notice? Sheesh! I already had a movie scheduled with Laney! In retrospect, I should have asked her if we could shift the movie to Thursday, when I have no other plans. It's too late now.

So, I missed it with Katie (and, apparently, her boyfiend—and Noah, and a few other PCC people) this year. So what did I do instead? I met up with Laney at Pacific Place to see the movie Y2K, which . . . kind of sucked. C+ grade was almost generous. I did have a pretty good time for about half an hour. But the movie ran out of ideas and out of steam simultaneously, and the last two thirds of it were tedious, dull, and stupid.

And that's what I missed drinks with Katie for. But: oh well. What can you do? Time to move on!

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08272023-02

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The big news on Capitol Hill this week was the opening of Seattle's first location of Voodoo Doughnut.

I had no idea that, counting this new Capitol Hill location, Voodoo Doughnut actually has 22 locations—soon to be 23—in 9 different states: Oregon (4 locations), Colorado (4 locations), Texas (7 locations), Washington (now 2 locations; one was already in Vancouver which is already the Portland area), Illinois (1 location), Arizona (1 location), Tennessee (1 location), Florida (1 location), and California (1 location, soon to be 2).

I did know that the company is headquartered in Portland, where it started, and where it still has the flagship store. I have long been stopping in there just about every time I visit Portland. The novelty disappeared overnight, though, when our local store opened on Capitol Hill yesterday.

Laney typically avoids sugar religiously. But, even she was interested in stopping there this one time, expecting she would never come back. She could not decide between two flavors so she did get two. The line was relatively long, but less than halfway up the block on Minor Avenue at Pine, when we got there on our walk home after the movie. We saw the length of the line and decided we'd go for it and wait.

Between the time stamp of when I took the photo of the line, and when I texted Shobhit that the purchase was done, it was between 7:17 p.m. and 7:54 p.m. So it took us 37 minutes between arrival and getting out of there. Not too terrible, honestly; I've waited longer than that in line in Portland when it wasn't even the store's opening day.

We could see a lady at one of the three registers through the windows on Minor Avenue, laughing it up and often dancing in place. She was clearly having a blast. When we got to the front of the line—a security guy would only let three groups in at a time, for each of the three registers—we happened to get that lady's register, which made us happy. She was a blond lady with glasses who could have anywhere between 50 and 60.

Shobhit had already looked at the menu online and told me which flavors he wanted: Banana Cream Pie and Raspberry Romeo. I had to others I wanted to try, both with peanut butter: the Memphis Mafia and the School Daze PB & J. I saw a fifth that I decided I would add to the order for Shobhit, called the "Ring of Fire." It has a hot pepper in it.

Alas, after Laney went first at the register we went to together, the dancing lady with glasses told us they don't have that one. She was so fun, I knew I could get away with quipping, "Well this is bullshit, I'm leaving!" Everyone laughed.

And then the lady said, "Oh! I have this power." She handed me two coupons for a free doughnut, because I had already told her my husband likes spicy stuff. "Free doughnuts, for your trauma." She handed one to Laney. "And one for your friend, too!" Laney, with no plans to come back, gave me her coupon once we were outside. So Shobhit and I will have to come back soon for three more free doughnuts.

He ate both of his doughnuts last night. I had a bite of the Banana Cream Pie one and it was very tasty. I had half of my own Memphis Mafia doughnut and it was amazing. I later cut the PB & J one in half and honesty . . . could not quite take it. Instead of the peanut butter frosting I expected, the doughnut is covered on the top with straight up peanut butter, with a jelly filled center. Even I found it to be too much peanut butter. I took a few bites and actually threw out the rest. Note to self: School Daze PB & J, not a fave.

I still have half the Memphis Mafia doughnut to eat. Luckily for me, Shobhit hates peanut butter so I know he won't eat it.

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12102024-02

[posted 12:33 pm]