Tonight I am going to see Watchmen again, on the IMAX.
At what point do I go from hopelessly cool to hopelessly pathetic?
Or maybe I’ve already crossed that line.
Anyway, will I like it as much the second time? What will I notice? Will the way-too-long parts seem even way-too-longer? Will I be able to hold in my uproarious laughter during the sex scene? Stay tuned.