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Continuing my Carly Simon homage: I haven’t got time for the pain


First there was my “Anticipation” as the local theatre was “making me wait, keeping me wa-a-waiting . . .”

Waiting, of course, to find out if and when “Into the Storm” would be gracing the screens of the nearest multiplex.

Because assuming it would, would make an “ass” out of me, right?  Never assume anything.

Well, after being more or less bedridden for close to 24 hours (chalk it up to FMS, sciatica, severe muscle spasms in my back and ulnar nerve pain in the wrist), I picked up my almost-dead cordless phone noon-ish today and once again punched in the numbers for the theater’s hotline.  And what do you know . . . the first thing announced by the recorded voice THIS time was “For Into the Storm, press 1 . . .” I gave an inner *squee* and hastily hit that button. I heard the show times just before the phone gave up the ghost and insisted it be charged for seven hours.

So, you see, I haven’t got time for the pain–not since RA arrived in town in the guise of Gary Morris. Oh, I still hurt, but I’m definitely better than early this morning, and even more so, now that I know I have this guy to look forward to seeing tomorrow:


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“Haven’t got time for the pain, haven’t got room for the pain, haven’t the need for the pain, not since I met you . . .” Sing it, Carly!


Anticipation, anticipation, is making me wait . . . RA to take on turtles and a dame


Normally, I get sick of seeing the same commercials repeatedly and love being able to skip them altogether when I DVR stuff. Oddly enough, I have not tired of the barrage of different adverts on my TV for “Into the Storm.” I just don’t know exactly when I will be seeing the film . . . as our local multiplex hasn’t changed the listing of movies yet. Tomorrow, surely, they will?

Me: “Oh my gosh Benny, what if, what if they don’t have ‘Into the Storm’ here in Greenville?”

Benny: “I can’t imagine they wouldn’t–I mean, it’s not as if there are a whole bunch of movies coming out, or very many out that should be sticking around . . .”

Me: “Yeah, that’s true . . .”

Still, I am on edge about The Edge (the name of our theatre).
I don’t want to have to drive 40 or 50 miles to see wet Richard, although I will if it comes to that (actually, Benny will. My wrist gets aggravated driving more than 15 miles or so).

Our theatre runs mostly the big films. I know ITS is, as Richard said, a “small movie” compared to the TH trilogy and the current box office champ, “Guardians of the Galaxy.”  A sort of David going up against Goliath.



“Into the Storm” will open Friday against yet another comic book-based movie, “Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles” and “The Hundred Foot Journey,” which stars the sublime Helen Mirren and looks like something I would enjoy seeing (gonna pass on the martial arts-trained dudes in shells).


So I wait and anticipate when the movie list will be updated and I can know if I will be seeing ITS in my hometown this weekend–or if we will have to make plans to go to Montgomery or Prattville. Either way, one way or another, I am going into that storm with Rich and Sarah and Max and Nathan this weekend . . . and do my small part in boosting its box office receipts. It’s the least I can do for an actor who is, as Sarah described him, a joy.