There’s a theater near my house that has five dollar admission on Tuesdays, all day. It’s nice. I’m a sucker for actually going to see a film in a theater. So on a fair number of Tuesday afternoons, I’ll meet up with my mother, grab something to eat for dinner, and then head to the cinema for cheap admission. It’s not exactly a weekly ritual; more a couple times a month sort of thing, whenever schedules line up and there’s something that looks worth seeing.
So yesterday, we went and saw Bad Times at the El Royale. I went in expecting to absolutely love the film.