On Friday night Chey and I drove to the Italian Pie Shop in St. Paul. It seemed familiar, but I can’t remember if I had ever been there. There was a dude playing the keyboard all evening, which was nice for the ambiance. The deep dish pizza was excellent, if I do say. Every part was simply wonderful, the meat, the sauce, the cheese, and the crust. Much better than the frozen pizza I had for lunch Saturday afternoon.
We left in a hurry because we had a 9pm showing of Batman Begins to get to at the IMAX theater near the Minnesota Zoo in Apple Valley. Or so I thought. We bought the tickets in a rush and ran over to the door…where no one was in line and no one was taking tickets. Confused workers walked over and asked “Are you here for the 9:40 show?” I looked down at my ticket to see the awful truth–Time: 21:40. NOOOOO! We had left a piece of pizza at the restaurant for nothing. (these are the kind of crazy food-dominated thoughts that pass through my mind) Not to mention that I was a little embarrassed. Well, there was nothing to do but wander around a bit for the next 20-30 minutes and then we came back for the movie.
I had seen it already but was looking forward to another showing. The IMAX theater boasts a beautiful screen and projector and powerful sound system. All of which brought together a fantastic presentation, except in one key area: fast action. Fast action happens to be one of the cornerstones of the “action film” genre. There were many times where the projection system just couldn’t keep up with the fast paced fighting in the film. I still enjoyed the movie quite a bit, but I have to recommend seeing this film at a normal theater. Maybe the IMAX will be better suited to Charlie and the Chocolate Factory when it comes out.
Oh, and another thing. The popcorn was not very good at all. Both of us are big popcorn fans, but even together we didn’t finish a medium size. And don’t think it was because of the 3 pieces of delicious deep dish pizza I had had earlier, I can usually find room for good popcorn. It just so happened that we were snacking on sub-par popcorn.
It was then a short drive back to St. Paul to drop Chey off and I was home not too long after that; it’s about a 45 minute drive after all.
