1st Old Lady: “Was that humorous or was that humorous?”
2nd Old Lady: “I think there were enough funny parts to make up for all the violence.”
3rd Old Lady: “I didn’t understand half of what was happening, but I like Bruce Wallace.”
4th Old Lady: “What?”
*snort*
Hilarious! I had the same thing happen at a play we went to see. First we had to explain to the two old ladies that they were sitting in our seats. Then they made comments throughout the play – out loud – about how wonderful the show was and how limber the dancers were. They also enjoyed many hard candies, which they unwrapped from their noisy, krinkly paper. They reminded me of the two old guys up in the balcony of the Muppet Show.
The two old guys are Stadler and Waldorf
Bruce Wallace is a national treasure. He is this generations' Morgan Freeland.
You can't ever have too much Bruce Wallace.
I can see my parents seeing this film, and they're firmly ensconced in their 60s. But older than that. No. In fact, hell no.
How was Helen Mirren? I tend to think that anything she touches is magical.