MYSTERY OF THE CRYSTAL SKULLS AND NOFACE

I went to see the new Indian Jones last night, and it was wonderful. I definitely recommend seeing it. It was funny, sweet, with great action, decent special effects, and perfect acting. One small caveat (no spoiler), when watching, don't forget that the movies (all three before) had sci-fi twists to them. That's all I have to say. Shia LaBeouf, call me.

One recommendation for going to see it though. Don't go with a faceless man. And I'm not talking about your date. Last night I was again at the Cinerama Dome and as I was waiting for my friend, I saw a man without a face. And not the good kind like Mel Gibson with burns on half his face. No, this dude literally had half a face. No bones from his eyes down, so just skin. I know, this sounds very sci-fi and creepy, and well, it was. As we were walking into the theatre I whispered to my friend that we had a man with no face in the theatre with us. Turns out, when we got to our seats, the man was sitting behind us. Okay, whatever, I'm glad he's getting out there and doing stuff without a face. But, he totally lost me 20 minutes into the movie when he fell asleep and started snoring. Normally I would have thrown some water in his face (oops) but I didn't want to turn around and see who was snoring because I didn't want the no face guy to think I was looking at him. And what if Noface had a breathing problem? And the worst, what if I turned around and seeing it from the front scared me enough to make me scream? So, I didn't turn around, for fear of all of those things. Instead, I suffered through another hour and a half of snoring. Nobody did anything. I would have nudged, or reached for something in my purse, accidentally hitting Noface awake. I was hoping some of the loud action scenes would wake him up, but they didn't. Of course, because I didn't want to turn around, I didn't know if it was Noface. But then, the credits started and Noface was still snoring. At that point I turned around and yup, it was him, slumped down in his seat, with his head on the poor woman next to him's shoulder. He slept through nearly the entire movie, and the 5 minutes of credits. The lights came up and everyone left, and he was still sitting there. Then I got scared, what if Noface was dead? I mean, he doesn't have a face, obviously something is wrong with him. And how embarrassing, not only are people staring at you because you have no face, but they're staring at you because you're the jackass that fell asleep in the loudest theatre in the country watching the loudest movie so far this year with a zillion gun shots, explosions, and the best iconic music ever (arguably), and start snoring. But then I realized, no, I'm not going to feel sorry for Noface. If it was anyone else I would be pissed, and annoyed, and I was pissed and annoyed. Go to your house and sleep. Don't ruin my movie experience. He didn't ruin it, for real, the movie was excellent, just, if you go see it, make sure everyone in the theatre has a face.