Because of popular demand I will write about the movie theater. It is a beautiful place with a grand staircase accented with chandeliers with strings of light like jelly fish tentacles. The movie of the night is Fighting starring Channing Tatum and Terrence Howard. The plot is unremarkable; the experience of watching the movie in a theater bursting with military dudes is, well different. In one scene, Tatum starts kissing his love interest, but the actual sex scene is clipped out leaving the audience booing and screaming as if they have been denied viewing the winning point at the Super Bowl. I thought we were going to have an Apocalypse Now moment when the audience rushes the strippers on stage, but these soldiers managed to stay in their seats.
At first I thought the movie was made without that scene, but according to movie trailers the PG-13 rating is due to a sex scene. So perhaps the scene was erased due to the fact that we are in a Muslim country. Who knows?
I really shouldn't complain because stepping into the dark theater was like going back home for a night. I enjoyed the smell of popcorn, the sound of laughter and the luxury of the big screen, but then the lights turn on and the hundreds of men in uniform bring me back to the present. We are still in Iraq and no amount of Hollywood blockbusters can change that.
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