Premonition- a forewarning!
I was planning to go and watch this particular movie next Sunday evening but yesterday I was given the opportunity to go and watch it with two beautiful girls and that is an offer that it is very difficult for a man to refuse. I was very doubtful about this movie to begin with, but by the tenth crappy preview and a trailer scene which reminded me one of the cheesiest pop-culture moments of all time: Bobby Ewing in the shower on "Dallas." As you may remember, it turned out he wasn't dead after all and the previous season had been a long dream. I just knew I was in for a lonnnng and crap-filled couple of hours. Turns out, though, I was wrong. I wasn't prepared for the fact that I was actually going to enjoy this film, and I certainly wasn't prepared for the thousand twists and turns it took me on. It grabbed me from the very first scene (with just a hint of Sandra Bullock's nipple under her cotton nightie) and tossed me around like a rag doll in the dryer for a