During the Superbowl my Dad and I kept switching over to watch Holmes on Homes. Because we don't watch the Superbowl for the commercials, damn it! We watch it to see grown men hug each other very tightly until they both succumb to passion, faint, and fall to the ground in a loving, sweaty heap of man-flesh.
That's how football works, right?
So this is the one decent movie trailer I saw. And, because I'm a JJ Abrams groupie, I have to say I'm psyched for this flick. Aliens and Steven Spielberg producing? With JJ Abrams at the helm it's gonna be like Close Encounters of the Third Kind...but if the aliens in Close Encounters were drunk and belligerent.
PS: We watched an entire episode of Holmes Inspection during halftime. During a commercial break I told my dad to switch back. "Halftime's gotta be over," I said. It wasn't. At that point I realized that by the time I'm fifty, the Superbowl halftime show will likely last over an hour. Awful.
That's how football works, right?
So this is the one decent movie trailer I saw. And, because I'm a JJ Abrams groupie, I have to say I'm psyched for this flick. Aliens and Steven Spielberg producing? With JJ Abrams at the helm it's gonna be like Close Encounters of the Third Kind...but if the aliens in Close Encounters were drunk and belligerent.
PS: We watched an entire episode of Holmes Inspection during halftime. During a commercial break I told my dad to switch back. "Halftime's gotta be over," I said. It wasn't. At that point I realized that by the time I'm fifty, the Superbowl halftime show will likely last over an hour. Awful.
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