All I Want for Christmas Are Plain M&Ms…

Y’all, I go to lots of movies.  You could even venture to say that I am a movie fanatic. Part of the full movie experience is what you get beforehand; for example, I get plain M&Ms and butter-free popcorn. Yet somehow all of the local movie theaters have stopped selling plain M&Ms!

All they have is pretzel and peanut M&Ms. Now, why would I want to eat pretzel M&Ms with my butter-free popcorn? That’s throwing the salty and sweet ratio off balance to where it is down right putrid! All I want is to be able to buy  my wonderfully boring candy at the theater, instead of having to drive to the local Walgreens to get it. Because sometimes we end up missing the previews! Which I highly look forward to, especially if I’m seeing a romantic comedy or if it’s at Alamo Drafthouse.

Maybe, the world has decided that it hates plain M&Ms or me…unlikely but still …or a new super villain is trying to take over the world but to power their electromagnetic wave gun and freeze guns they need all the plain M&Ms in the world! Otherwise, this super villain shall never be able to reek havoc among us civilians! This super villain can’t use the pretzel and peanut ones due to the fact  they end up melting the innocent (in some cases) victim instead…which is rather messy and it leads to a rather rancid odor. This scenario is much more likely.

I realize this is a very silly thing to be perturbed about, but y’all plain M&Ms are meant to be with popcorn. They’re food soul mates! All I want is to have my wonderfully boring M&Ms once more. Please.

Also, what the heck are Red Vines? Fake Twizzlers?

Netflix,Stabbings and Decapitation aren’t Romantic

Lately I’ve been watching foreign romances on Netflix…and they are the most tragically depressing movies I have ever  seen.

In the last two days I’ve watched a movie about how an impoverished Indian woman receives a job at a hotel from a mysterious British hotelier to save her family from losing their house. Very heroic of her I would say. So they fall in love like people do, but soon after the happy dandy honeymoon phase is over, he starts to become more of a demanding asshat up to the point where she stabs him and herself. Like okay what. I was expecting them to run off together  and get married. To be happy.She would become a dancer and he would become a cinematic director. But that is the complete opposite of what happened. There was no happiness in this movie.

I figured it was just a one off, I didn’t expect to watch another horribly sad and heart-wrenching movie the next day…but I did. This movie was about a queen who had an affair with her husband’s handsome physician, which really I should have known it  all would just go downhill from there…but being the hopeful person I am I still had hope for them! The queen soon became pregnant with the physician’s baby, which meant she had to start visiting the king’s bedchamber again so no one would guess she was having an affair. They thought no one would ever find out about them…but a red-haired power-seeking hag  did. She and the Cabinet forced the Queen into exile and they tortured the physician until he confessed, he was soon then killed…his last thought was of her..that just about killed me. The King was forced down from the throne as well, which is good, he was a terrible king. But basically, there was no happiness in this movie except for the birth of the princess. I should have known that it would end terribly, the majority of the movie was gray lighting…that’s never ever a good sign. Sigh.

I’m just never again going to watch a “romantic” foreign movie from Netflix. Because what they really should be called are Heartbreakingly Tragic Foreign movies, not romantic. Decapitation is less than romantic.