We watched a film last night.
The title is irrelevant. Let’s just say that Herself picked it more or less at random so I downloaded it and we watched it.
Now there are certain subjects that are guaranteed to make Herself complain in a film. American High School kids is one. This film was about American High School kids but for some strange reason she didn’t complain. Extreme violence is something else she doesn’t like. This film had some extremely violent scenes with bodies and bits of bodies everywhere. There were shootings and stabbings but she still didn’t complain.
I began to think she wasn’t watch and maybe had fallen asleep.
Then we came to a scene where an American High School kid enters a bathroom to escape from a would-be rapist/murderer. There was a body in the bath and blood everywhere. It was pretty gory.
Anyhows Kid embeds a razor blade in a cake of soap.
Would-be rapist/murderer breaks down the door and jumps on top of Kid.
Kid slashes his jugular and a few more gallons of blood are added to the floor [and kid]. This was just the kind of scene guaranteed to demand that I change channels.
Herself did pass a comment.
“Ah” says she. “You can’t beat a Gillette”.