Catfish and I meet at a new galbi restaurant – across the road from the Gal-B in Yest Mall for a quiet dinner as we celebrate the end of summer camps. We’re both in the mood for a movie this afternoon but the only English movie that is currently showing is Cowboys and Aliens. Our desire to watch a movie is greater than the limitations of English movies and we soon find ourselves seated in the cinema and uncertain of our expectations for this film.
It’s not the worst movie I’ve ever watched but with it’s ridiculous plot, over-the-top clichés and relentless fantasy angle, Catfish and I agree unanimously that this is the perfect drinking movie. Perhaps we would have enjoyed it more if we’d actually had some alcoholic beverages with us.