The Aristocrats...DIRRRRTY...and we liked it that way
It was supposes to be gross, disgusting, and the funniest film to come around in a long time. The Aristocrats certainly proved to be all those things and more.
"The boys" (as I call them), in a Herculean effort led by SE, decided that instead of our usual Thursday night antics that this Thursday would be dinner and a movie. Selecting the movie was the easy part. Of course, like all gaggles of "gurls", deciding on the time was a bit of drama, but eventually the 9 PM movie on Thursday was selected. Now the question was where to eat. Well three hours, 200 e-mails and a few choice words later, P.F. Chang’s was finally selected. Of course none of us remembered that it was First Thursday. Thank God we were smart enough to call ahead for reservations. I didn't even bother trying to find street parking. At $3.00 a gallon it was cheaper just to pay to park in the Whole Foods garage for $4.00 than it would have been to circle the blocks on a beautiful First Thursday night.
Corralling a gaggle is always an amazing feat. We are all on GST, which means, everyone has a different definition of what 7 PM means, none of which happen to actually mean 19:00. Still those destine to show up, had a blast and we ate P.F. Chang's family style, which IMHO is the absolute best way to eat Chinese food, well that is provided your table mates don't have any cold sores, which mine didn't, so family style was on. Two orders of lettuce wraps, pan fried dumplings, calamari, an order of Chang's Spicy Chicken, Orange Peel Chicken, and Ginger Chicken and Broccoli were all amazingly consumed by our little party of five. (Ever see a gay pig? They are the hottest of all the pigs.) And being that it was a gathering of the gurls, cocktails were a must. Two extra dirty 3 olive vodka martinis later and I had definitely blown all my Weight Watcher Flex points for the week.
So it was off to Cinema 21 on NW 21st. Now I have to say that I was wondering what could be the dirtiest joke ever told, and surly with all that I have heard, seen, discussed, nothing should be shocking. Hell, I have seen the video monitors at Silverado's. Was I ever wrong! This was truly the most foul, disgusting, 86 minutes of my life. And we loved every second of it. It was amazing to see what people would laugh at, and when the theater was scared to respond. At a few points you could hear crickets chirping, which is pretty amazing for a Portland crowd; that in and of itself was half the fun. I don't know if I would have enjoyed this movie as much watching it at home. Something about exploring the concepts of these taboos in public I think is what made the movie so brilliant. I recommend this movie, but only if you can stand foul, foul language and sexual situations that…well…would make Michael Jackson blush.
"The boys" (as I call them), in a Herculean effort led by SE, decided that instead of our usual Thursday night antics that this Thursday would be dinner and a movie. Selecting the movie was the easy part. Of course, like all gaggles of "gurls", deciding on the time was a bit of drama, but eventually the 9 PM movie on Thursday was selected. Now the question was where to eat. Well three hours, 200 e-mails and a few choice words later, P.F. Chang’s was finally selected. Of course none of us remembered that it was First Thursday. Thank God we were smart enough to call ahead for reservations. I didn't even bother trying to find street parking. At $3.00 a gallon it was cheaper just to pay to park in the Whole Foods garage for $4.00 than it would have been to circle the blocks on a beautiful First Thursday night.
Corralling a gaggle is always an amazing feat. We are all on GST, which means, everyone has a different definition of what 7 PM means, none of which happen to actually mean 19:00. Still those destine to show up, had a blast and we ate P.F. Chang's family style, which IMHO is the absolute best way to eat Chinese food, well that is provided your table mates don't have any cold sores, which mine didn't, so family style was on. Two orders of lettuce wraps, pan fried dumplings, calamari, an order of Chang's Spicy Chicken, Orange Peel Chicken, and Ginger Chicken and Broccoli were all amazingly consumed by our little party of five. (Ever see a gay pig? They are the hottest of all the pigs.) And being that it was a gathering of the gurls, cocktails were a must. Two extra dirty 3 olive vodka martinis later and I had definitely blown all my Weight Watcher Flex points for the week.
So it was off to Cinema 21 on NW 21st. Now I have to say that I was wondering what could be the dirtiest joke ever told, and surly with all that I have heard, seen, discussed, nothing should be shocking. Hell, I have seen the video monitors at Silverado's. Was I ever wrong! This was truly the most foul, disgusting, 86 minutes of my life. And we loved every second of it. It was amazing to see what people would laugh at, and when the theater was scared to respond. At a few points you could hear crickets chirping, which is pretty amazing for a Portland crowd; that in and of itself was half the fun. I don't know if I would have enjoyed this movie as much watching it at home. Something about exploring the concepts of these taboos in public I think is what made the movie so brilliant. I recommend this movie, but only if you can stand foul, foul language and sexual situations that…well…would make Michael Jackson blush.
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