My girls wanted to go see the Justin Bieber movie, "Never Say Never." Personally, I wasn't really that thrilled to haul it to the local theater to see a pubescent boy with saggy britches, but (being the loving and supportive mama that I am) I took them anyway.
And, yes, we saw it in 3-D!
About an hour into the movie, I have to say I was totally impressed. This wasn't your typical "kid star discovered by Disney and catapulted into fame" story. This was a story of a little boy with extraordinary talent and the boldness to do something with it. His mom, who got pregnant as a teenager, depended heavily on her parents to help her raise Justin. This is a story of a family whose love and support won out over the odds. They don't tiptoe around their Christian faith, which I was very happy to see.
So, there I was, watching the movie, growing more and more fonder of this teen sensation and his precious family, when, all of sudden, it happened...
the movie started skipping. A little bit at first and then more and more skipping...the crowd started complaining quite loudly (every teen girl in our county)...
Then it went black!
No more Justin! No more Usher! No more saggy britches!
Girls got up left and right and started hollering at the movie screen (I hear that's pretty effective). Then they started getting up and running along the aisles and running out of the theater, all the time screaming things like, "REFUND! I WANT A REFUND!" and "This is no fair!" and "They better fix this RIGHT NOW!"
Kelsey, Katie, and I were doubled over in laughter, tears streaming down our faces. Klara was clutching my arm saying, "Mom, do we need to leave?"
Eventually, one of the managers came into the theater with tear gas. Okay, she didn't have tear gas, but she did have a pile of free tickets in her hand and began handing them out.
So, I guess we're headed to one more showing of "Never Say Never" tonight. Let's hope they got that projector fixed!! Or at least have some tear gas on hand.