On Poseidon

May 15, 2006

I just knew we’re going to watch a movie yesterday without him telling me.  Besides, what would we be doing in Market, Market the whole day anyway?, I scoffed to myself when Daves told the driver to take us there.  We’d be going somewhere, he said a few hours before on the phone.  Maglalakad-lakad lang…mag-iikut-ikot.  As to the “somewhere” he’s referring to, he didn’t care to elaborate, as always.  That’s typically Daves.  Oh, okay, I said before we hung up.  I knew I should be asking where but didn’t, since I have this feeling that he wanted to surprise me. I was clueless, as always, whether I chose to be one or not.  Between the two of us, that’s typically me.

I was right about watching a movie.  But I didn’t know that the movie would be the drama/thriller Poseidon, knowing that boo can be so picky with movies since he’s a bonafide (and self-confessed) yellow cat.  I already knew what to expect from him once we enter that dark room.

Bummer that we had to miss the movie trailers prior to the main film; that was one of my most-awaited moments in cinema watching.  We were quiet for about ten minutes until the movie showed how luxuriously picturesque the ocean liner Poseidon was.  Can’t describe it fully in words, but the elevators looked like those 5-star-plus hotel elevators in the US we see on TV.  So there.

Anyway, two of the main characters literally bumped into each other at the lobby, and boo recognized Elena (played by Mia Maestro).  He was like:

“Hey, I’ve seen that girl before!”

At the poker scene, I realized that, by God, Jennifer Ramsey looks familiar, too! I was like:

“Hey, I’ve seen those breasts before!”

And those breasts (”Twins”, as she unabashedly corrected her father) belonged to no other than Emmy Rossum, the girl who played Christine in The Phantom of the Opera.

And then boo began giggling when the ship’s captain introduced the lovely Gloria (played by Stacey Ferguson of B.E.P.) and she began shaking her bootie.

To me, the movie is not a drag…unless you consider frightened, screaming people in fine clothes falling and hitting something hard–a balcony edge, or something–really dragging.  I enjoyed it immensely.  There were tear-jerking moments, and there were also annoying moments.  (Damn kid can’t stay in one place at least for ten freakin’ seconds!)  But it ended well. 

From start to finish, we never soften our grips on each others’ hands.