The Road is long.... very long
Went to the cinema this afternoon. It was the usual early crowd: OAPs, student fart sniffers and a skeleton crew of bored teenagers.
I said to the cashier, “One for The Road please.”
She said, “Sorry, we don't serve alcohol here.”
That's the kind of risible pun you need to keep your spirits up when you go see a film like The Road.
(Although my early mood was buoyant when in the trailers a withered Mel Gibson shouted "I'm a guy with nothin' to lose" down the barrel of a Colt .45.)
In a post-Apocalyptic America that looks a bit like Longford on a wet weekend, a father and son trundle their meagre possessions through earthquakes, chaos and cannibals in search of somewhere safe to finally rest.
It's an awful harrowing tale.
But all I could keep thinking was “Why does he keep calling his father Papa? Who is he, Pepe?"
amazing!!!
Posted by: Fergal | January 20, 2010 at 19:27
You mean Pepsi.
Posted by: Blue Bear | January 21, 2010 at 11:42
I went to see 'The Road' on Sunday night and all I could think of during the whole film was 'Pepe'!
Thanks. ;)
Posted by: Jay Carax | January 26, 2010 at 13:58