Les Cles Part 2

Things start getting weird.
The screen doesn't stay rectangular. It shifts and the its shape's completely different.
Things pop out. Characters are coming at me. I feel like I could reach out and touch them.
And I do.
We both do, my friend and I. Our hands are outstretched. Our fingers are slightly bent and ready to curl around anything tangible. Of course, the protruding images were just a result of the 3D show. As soon as they retracted back into the screen, my friend and I looked at each other and laughed.
And boy did we laugh.

Guffawed. Hooted. GIggled. Gaggled. Cried. Our chuckles filled our eyes with tears. We were hysterical.
We were two teenage girls, having an awesome night out, watching this already amusing movie, and we'd just done the most ridiculous thing you could possibly do at a 3D showing. Try to grab the 3D images.

We were so embarrassed!

The movie dragged on. Time passed so slowly. The concept of time really didn't even make sense to us at that moment. Time? We started theorizing hardcore on what time was. Talking about spatial time and the fourth dimension and time travel and a whole bunch of other time related concepts and ideas. Time couldn't be real, could it? This movie was 5 hours long. We weren't just 2 hours into it.
Our clocks must have been wrong.

My friend had a miniature bag of dill pickle cashews and Cadbury chocolate eggs. At the moment, food was not appealing to me at all. I hadn't eaten a lot that night or anything, but I held no interest in the favorite foods of mine she had resting on her lap. Strangely enough, she thought the same thing.

Curiouser and curiouser.

Finally, the movie ended. We were so happy to have seen it and the mood it left us in was wonderful. To this day I still have "flashbacks" to the movie. I remember the beautiful colors and the odd shapes, and its deeply profound meaning. I feel like I'm there, sometimes, back to that particular moment.

Wonderful.