Friday night David and I watched, Never Let Me Go. Let me say up front that I will pretty much watch anything with Keira Knightly in it. I have this same problem with Hugh Grant movies. Anyway, David’s response to the previews (Conviction and 127 hours) was, “I don’t know about this movie after watching these depressing previews.”
His response after watching this movie where people are raised to have their organs harvested: “I thought you had lost your movie privileges for a couple of movies after the last one you picked.” He was right but I deflected, “What about the movie’s message? You know how Cara [the main character] said ‘We all complete (die), we all feel like we don’t have enough time’?” With a slightly exasperated look David told me, “Well, I could have told you that without watching that movie. How depressing. Why would anyone want to make a movie like that anyway? What a bunch of junk.” I have to admit, he made me laugh.
So, to recover from the depressing drama I had coerced him into watching, he fell asleep on the couch watching a show about a square, porous and absorbent fellow.