Before we get to my Slumdog review, a little venting: Leave it to the stupid Riverview Theatre to take a movie off the marquee two days before it goes up for a best pic award. Last night, it showed that Benjamin Button was showing at 10 p.m. Now it’s appears that the movie isn’t showing at all in Philadelphia. Crap. I guess those showtimes I looked up ended last night. Oh well, it might be a blessing in disguise. If memory serves, somebody got shot watching Benjamin Button at the Riverview over Christmas. Anyhow, the closest place to watch it is apparently Voorhees. I don’t even know where in the hell Voorhees is.
Where was I? Oh yeah, so Slumdog Millionaire was pretty awesome. Wasn’t as well done as Frost/Nixon, I didn’t think, and none of the performances were as incredible as Langella’s, but it was a better story. So as of right now I’m torn as to which one should win. Gonna see Milk at 7:15. Maybe I’ll find a way to get to Voorhees tomorrow night and go see Button then. But it’s really dumb that you can’t watch one of the films up for an Oscar anywhere in Philadelphia. Still waiting for somebody to invite me to a freaking Oscar party. Um, hello? I’ll even bring over some good Oscar questions.