Wolverine Movie in Folsom

So we scheduled the movie for Folsom, so our dear Slug could come and enjoy Hugh Jackman with us. But alas, other very important plans stood in her way. The evening began with a bang. TheJenny, Shooter, and Jarla arrived to find BootDad, Jammo, and Bump in the wagon of Scribby. And they were drinking! Yep. Suburban parking lot margaritas for everyone! The presence of BootDad in the drivers seat made the whole affair look quite respectable. Scribby had 4 of the J-Fam in her car at the same time. Awesome!

We were incredibly early, and the theater was not very crowded at all. But who cares!? We were full of parking lot margaritas! The people that were there were trying to see Star Trek, so our theater was nearly deserted. Felt bad for the few that had to share the room with us because in a group we are loud and we are 12 years old. The Folsom theater is great. Leatherette chairs and so much leg room! You can walk down an aisle without disrupting anyone. And someone would have to try really hard to commit my theater pet-peeve: chair kicking.

The movie: A solid 2 and a half stars. Much as I love ol' Wolvie (snikt!), the plot was all over the place. And really? Adamantium bullets? Are you kidding? He's not a freaking werewolf. Poor Jammo was incensed at what they did to his beloved Deadpool. At least we had each other and we all snickered at the same moments. The girls (who huddled together for moral support) did enjoy the half-nekkid Hugh Jackman scenes that were clearly put in the movie for the ladies. So they did something right. But really, you can skip this one in the theater. Just pop in in the Netflix queue and enjoy at a later date.