Today I got to take my doll and a couple other cats to see this nifty new flick at the Independent Picture House, a supermurgitroid, nonprofit theater in Charlotte.
It’s called “Psycho”, and let me tell you, it was Fat City - easily the ginchiest flick I’ve seen in a hot minute (and that’s the word from the bird).
If you haven’t seen it, I don’t want to be a wet nag, so I’ll keep the ending on the down low, but don’t wait, daddy-o - it’s radioactive!
OK, I can’t keep it up. :D
Yes, today I took the wife, son, and daughter-in-law to the theater to see a 66 year-old movie (and one which we’ve all seen before, many times). But the experience was great, and it’s one of my wife’s favorite movies (as well as a very important and influential one), so it was well worth it.
One might even say it was the bee’s knees. 😁