I haven’t seen Bladerunner.
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Are you done asking “What the fuck yet?” I’ll wait.
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Can I continue now? Alright. So there are several films that I know I have to see, and sure as hell fire will see, but I just haven’t gotten to them yet. I’m working on it.
Yesterday two discs came in the mail from netflix, Kill Bill vol. 2 and Bladerunner: Director’s Cut. The former because I could watch that movie any time, really, and also that I wanted to show Milca the deleted scene, which is the only true fighting scene with Bill. The latter for the reason stated above.
We got back from the park (which will be another post, methinks), had dinner, then got ready to watch Bladerunner. The lights were dimmed, the TV was on, and the DVD player sat waiting for the disc. I obliged it. After the FBI warning I was crushed. Repo Man.
“What the fuck?”
I ejected the disc. Sure enough, Repo Man. I checked the sleeve. Bladerunner. Those bastards. It was likely the fault of the last person to watch it, but that’s not the point. I was stoked to get my Harrison Ford on, and instead was given the antics of Emilio Estevez. Emilio Fucking Estevez. I will not, needless to say, be watching Repo Man. I will, however, mark the sleeve that I did not, in fact, get the correct disc, and that I would like a replacement disc.
Emilio Estevez. *sigh*