Betsy: Tonight we are watching Rataouille. And by "watching" I mean "not totally paying attention to."
Ben: We've gone from snakes on a plane to rats in a kitchen. I like the transition. There will be a 'noun' on 'noun' movement from now on.
Betsy: Speaking of language, this movie has reminded me that I hate the French.
Ben: And midgets too, apparently...
Betsy: No. I don't hate midgets. I totally love them. But I must admit that French midgets leave me feeling confused. They make me feel like I did when I first saw
Octobaby.
Ben: Oh, Octobaby, the joy you've brought us all...
Betsy: I can see by your immediate reaction that you hadn't seen octobaby yet. That's a shame. Long story short: she absorbed her parisidic twin. Just another day in the cash game. This, however, is a bad picture. You can kind of see up what I imagine is her hoo ha.
Ben: I expect a documentary to soon follow. We could even review it, assuming its title was something like,"parasidic twins on non-parasidic twins." It sounds a bit porn-esque though. But honestly, Octobaby porn sounds about as interesting as a documentary...
Betsy: You know what would make this movie more interesting? If they just suddenly killed the rat and then BOOM! the movie was over. Someone goes, "Holy shit. There's a rat in the kitchen. Kill it! That's gross." End movie.
Ben: It almost just happened. Oops. I do wish more movies ended like that. Get maybe 15, 20 minutes in, and then....Death followed by credits. Lets start pursuing our careers in film and television.
Betsy: Now is our time considering the writers are on strike!
Ben: Who are these writers you speak of, and for what reason do they strike?
Betsy: This is totally off topic (unlike Octobaby) but entertainment writers are on strike because they are not currently getting residuals off of CDrom or other internet sales. Residuals are basically what writers and actors live off of - basically they get paid every time a show is aired. Writers are saying that they deserve the same profit from Internet based productions. I digress.. This move is for nincompoops.
Ben: And by move, I can only assume you mean 'movie'. We'll I love. It makes me wish I were a small witty rodent. That bites awkward Americans in Paris. Hmm...
Betsy: I don't understand why it's set in Paris and most characters - except the main characters - speak in an American accent. If I was Parisian I would be upset by this. I want a mini omelet. Make me a mini omelet.
Ben: I just ate the last egg(s), but I promise; The day will come, and I will indeed cook you a little baby omelet. Full of small vegetables, young cheese. I'll even buy you appropriate utensils...
Betsy: Octobaby omelet. OMG.
Ben: Lets make sure that the brick house ends up with the following:
1) Octobaby cookie cutter
2) Octobaby Jell-O mold
3) Octobaby shotglasses
And of course...
the Octobaby omelet recipe.
Betsy: Octobaby shotski: 8 shot glasses and... oh.... it just got weird.
Ben: Octoshotski. This could go Places. Back to the movie...Lets make some anchovy licorice sauce. Now.
Betsy: I swear the voice is "Ross" from "Friends." Tell me I'm wrong. I'm not wrong. I wish they had sporks in this movie. They had sporks in "Snakes on a Plane"
Ben: Oh sporks. They never lose their charm...If only this movie had come with a case, I'd tell you exactly what non-Ross voice actor it was, but alas, we have to wait for the credits...
Betsy: Whatever. You don't know. I am tired. End O' Blog. What do you say? Any last words Ben?
Ben: Oh how I've missed our blogging. I suggest it become a bi-monthly thing. Involving more energy from both sides. I guess more sparks should be involved...
Too true. Next movie? Stay tuned..
