I base most of my opinions about books simply by looking at the cover. If the layout is visually appealing I buy it immediately, regardless of the book's actual content. If, however, the cover is plain and boring, like for instance the cover of
FM 71-2 Tank and Mechanized Infantry Battalion Task Force (my copy was OD green), I shower the book with disgust and verbal abuse, attempt to set it aflame with a menacing scowl (which never seems to work), then look around at the other customers and implore them as to exactly why they are staring at me.
I do exactly the same thing with movies. If the trailer assaults my eyes with barrage after barrage of visual goodness and sparkly fireworks, I know in my heart that it will be an even greater spectacle of entertainment than the bi-weekly hangin' (and bake sale) we hold in town square, and that it will certainly be worth the trouble of smuggling booze into the theater on opening night.
However, if the movie trailer evokes even the slightest twinge of intellectual thought, I am much more inclined to eat a jar full of pickled beetle grubs than to put forth the effort of sneaking the six or seven bottles of Thunderbird
that it takes to get me started into the theater on opening night.
There is a method to my madness, folks. Trust me;
Red Tails will go down in history as the greatest war movie ever seen by man.
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