It happens every time without a doubt. Hubby and I will finish watching a movie and he’ll say, “I don’t get it.” This isn’t after some brain draining, dumbing-down documentary. After documentaries it’s usually, “That was a waste of my time. It was completely one-sided and lacked any real investigation.” This is a statement I agree with.
No, it’s after our one movie we watch together on a Saturday night. It doesn’t matter if the movie is a comedy, drama (I don’t think we really watch these anyways), thriller, romcom or action flick. It’s always, “I don’t get it.” This weekend for our viewing pleasure we watched Matthew McConaughey in The Lincoln Lawyer.
In the gripping thriller “The Lincoln Lawyer,” Matthew McConaughey stars as Michael “Mick” Haller, a slick, charismatic Los Angeles criminal defense attorney who operates out of the back of his Lincoln Continental sedan. Having spent most of his career defending petty, gutter- variety criminals, Mick unexpectedly lands the case of a lifetime: defending a rich Beverly Hills playboy (Ryan Phillippe) who is accused of attempted murder. However, what initially appears to be a straightforward case with a big money pay-off swiftly develops into a deadly match between two masters of manipulation and a crisis of conscience for Haller.
Pretty straight forward, right? Not for my honey. Simply put, in the end Haller makes a right out of a wrong in his past. But no, honey just, “didn’t get it.” I’m so used to hearing this that I started a countdown at the end of The Lincoln Lawyer to see how long it would take for him to say it. A whopping 12 seconds later he uttered his famous film ending statement.
To be honest, the only reason I rented the movie was McConaughey. Ladies, am I right? I think McConaughey is liked by both genders. Guys think he’s a cool guy they could hang with and ladies like to look at him. But still, it was a good movie I would recommend it.
As a side note, we’ve decided hubby’s youngest cousin loos like Ryan Phillippe.
I liked The Lincoln Lawyer. I enjoyed it. I’d probably watch it again to see what I had missed the first time. We were only interrupted at least a dozen times by our kids.
Does your mate do something so predictable that you can countdown the moment it will happen?