Sunday, December 7, 2008

Movies with a Twist


I love the Vic in Chicago, a divey movie theater with tables and barfood, but Austin kicks that idea up a few notches. I've heard many raves about the Alamo Drafthouse, a chain of theaters that play new releases, movie sing alongs, and old classics depending on your tastes. Zab, his friends and I went to the Christmas Pancake show which was a montage of holiday movie clips ranging from Home Alone and Rudolph to Pee Wee Herman's Christmas special. But it doesn't stop there...

Like Mystery Science Theater 3000, three live comedians add their own voiceovers during the movie. They take a long intermission and perform rowdy improv skits, like Jesus in his underwear singing an audience chosen theme song "Testicles for Christmas". I've seen tons of funny improv and would give this a top rating, but it's one of those you had to be there experiences.

The Alamo is normal theater seating but with a bar running along each row, a waitress, and a full menu. I had the Poultry-geist chicken sandwich, Slumdog Millionaire Samosas, fried pickles, and a Guinness milkshake. The milkshake might be the most brilliant idea for a dessert drink ever, and if it weren't $7 I would have ordered a few more.

When we left the Alamo, I heard someone shout "There's Leslie!" but alas, it was a false spotting.

After the movies, headed over to Main Event, which is like Dave & Busters without the noise, overcrowding, and ghetto-ness. We went glow-in-the-dark bowling, played arcade games, and then shuffle board. No, not the shuffle board with the long pole you play while wearing boat shoes. I'm guessing other parts of the country have this but I've never seen it before: A long narrow table covered in sand which helps you slide heavy pucks down the wooden field. The goal is to score points and knock your opponent off the table, and it is surprisingly addictive.

Pic below of a cowboy bowling. My definition of cowboy is any guy with a dark tan, broad shoulders, thick biceps, skinny legs, a tucked in shirt, and very snug pants. A cowboy bowling is all that, but with a backwards baseball cap and bowling shoes. For some reason, I find this hilarious.

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