56 minutes. The showing I bought advanced tickets to three days ago is sold out, according to the theater’s Web site.
79 minutes!!!
I’m. going. to. ex. plode!!!
I was right–not a ticket to be had in NoVa (unless I wanted to stay up unitl 2 am), so I bought a ticket for the 6:05 showing at Ballston tomorrow night.
Hankie warning: You will need them. You will need them. I discovered 20 minutes from the end of ROTK that I had managed to clean *all[i/] the kleenex out of my purse, and had thrown out all the napkins from our free trilogy pizza, so ended up sniffling into my sleeve for the rest of the movie. Nonstop. Every time I’d think I’d be able to pull myself together, PJ would pull out another stop and get something else exactly right, and I would lose it all over again.
So it’s a multi-hankie show!!
Note to self:
Repeat as needed: Preview is my friend!
+5 hours, 54 minutes.
Aaaaaah! Good movie.