Friday, May 27, 2005

Preacher and Beer (Spoilers!)

“I tell ya, Molly, I’m gonna have to buy some Charlie Chaplin DVDs. I fuckin’ love that guy.”

“I don’t understand why Garth Ennis has such a problem with him.”

“You mean that scene in the bar—“

“Yeah.”

“—when Jesse and Cassidy are talking about him versus Laurel & Hardy?”

“Yeah.”

“That pissed me off, too.”

“Can I have a sip of your beer?”

“…”

“What?”

“Really? I mean sure, go ahead, but—

“Well—“

“—you’re drinking beer now?”

“Well, last night? When you were at the Isotope and I went to Zeitgeist?”


“You said that was a cool place, right?”

“It’d be right up your alley. They played Tom Waits twice in a row.”

“Hoo.”

“And it’s just the kind of place where you have to drink beer, and I think I’m starting to like it.”

“I thought you hated it.”

“I just hate it on your breath. But drinking it, I don’t know… it kinda makes you feel… healthy.”

“HOLY CRAP, you finally understand! Oh, it’s best with Guinness! You can practically feel your body thanking you when you drink it.”

“Anyway, that scene with Jesse where he’s talking about Chaplin… I mean, nine times out of ten, when he’s Setting Everybody Straight and he’s so fucking sure of himself, he’s right on.”

“Totally.”

“But that one time out of ten, he goes too far or it’s just something stupid—

“Like picking on Chaplin.”

“—like picking on Chaplin, and you start to wonder – Are you just blowing smoke up your own ass?
I mean, he’s a cool role model character and everything, and you can tell Ennis sure has has a fuckin’ boner for him, but it’s just too much sometimes.”

“I’m telling you, it's Cassidy's story.”

“I know.”

“That letter he writes Jesse at the end? The P.S.?”

“I know.”

“That letter’s made me cry more than once, y’know.”

“I know.”

“And the part where Jesse takes his hand and he punches him—“

“OH, GOD!”

“—I felt like throwing up. I was physically sick.”

“I know just how you feel. It was totally… it was like you said in your blog, it was totally visceral.”

“Hey, do you still wanna do your idea?”

“You mean—“

“Yeah, the Preacher idea? Take a long weekend and some chairs and go sit in the sun with a bottle of bourbon and some ice and just read the whole series?”

“Well, I thought we could make a road trip out of it. Go somewhere like up in the mountains or something.”

“We gotta do that.”

“Soon as the weather gets better, baby, I’d love to.”

“Okay. I’m gonna go get a beer - you want one?”

“No, I just like sipping yours.”

“All right, well I better get two then. Hey, you wanna watch some Charlie Chaplin with me this weekend? Maybe The Gold Rush?”

"Sure, baby."

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