A few weeks ago, I subbed for a sixth grade class. 6 times I watched the first hour and 2 minutes of the 1 hour, 13 minute movie. And six times I nearly went nuts wondering what happens in the 11 minute climax and fall-of-action of The Incredibles. So I was kind of pumped when I learned that today I'd be able to finish The Blind Side with ease during the 8th grade block period.
First block was great. We laughed, we cried; we were all moved by Sandra's southern drawl and Tennessee hair. Second block, though... this time around, I know the jokes. I know the tear-jerkers. SJ's antics are less adorable, and the obnoxious child star qualities are more noticeable. I can't focus on Tim McGraw's surprising acting ability because now I've had time to wonder if it bothers Faith that he's making out with Sandy on-set. I hate to say it, but... it's even less exciting to see Tommy Tuberville walk onto the screen, in all his Dumbo-earred glory. God love that sweet man, he is adorable. But I digress.
Yes, there will be a third showing of the award-winning blockbuster. During third block, I probably won't even look up from perusing the various blogs I follow. I may even get crazy and do homework. It's better this way, really... It's hard to make eye contact with Sandy knowing that while she was filming the role her lifetime, her soul mate was hanging out and shacking up with a neo-Nazi. It's just too painful. Welcome to the Lonely Hearts Club, Sandy. We meet regularly in the tea room at the Heartbreak Hotel; you know the one. Leave Oscar at home, though.
Okay, let's be honest, I cannot possibly look away during the montage of SEC coaches. Sure, it's lost a little bit of it's luster, but in "our neck of the woods" these cameos are more exciting than any all-star cast. Valentine's Day, eat your heart out.
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