Corrie suggested that Cass and I do this thing together, and I thought it would be a fun time and was a great idea, so I got the tickets and we decided to have a date night, just Cass and me:
It was a screening of Home Alone and the "Nostalgic Evening with Macaulay Culkin." It was at the Terrace Theater at the end of Long Beach Blvd, down the street from our place. We got dressed up and walked to the show:
Cass got a whole slew of compliments on his outfit. Which was pretty cool. (Looks like I need to cut down on the late night beers...).
We sat up in the loge area and a cool view:
I was surprised by the number of people who were itching to say the "Keep the change, ya' filthy animal" line. People laughed and cheered, and the times were fun.
Afterwards, during the forty-five-ish minutes that Macaulay spoke (aka: answered questions from a host), we learned a few things:
- His two kids love Home Alone, but neither know that he was Kevin McCalister; but, his oldest was looking a family photo from the early '90s and said, "Hey, that little boy looks like Kevin."
- Macaulay still seems to have beef---or rough feelings---about Jon Lovitz and gladly talked what seemed like legitimate shit about him at this sit-down.
- To dispel the rumors that Joe Pesci bit his finger during the shoot---when they have him stuck up on the door and Pesci's Harry is ready to bite his fingers off---Macaulay spilled the beans: Pesci did NOT bite him during the take, he bit him during rehearsal, and Big Mac still has scars/marks from it.
I highly enjoyed the time. Cass and I explored the center, got turned away when we went too far, rode the elevator all over, and down to a rather terrifying corridor underneath the parking garage, and then, when it was all over, we got to just walk home and away from the traffic jam that was created by the exiting masses.
It made me excited for the times when Cass will be older and we can get into different, more wild shenanigans.
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