Friday Night Movies

I've never been too fussed about when I head out...but if you're working a 9-5, the weekends are pretty much the only time you can get out and do what you want until whatever time you want. However, I have recently discovered another reason why getting out the house is essential on a Friday night; TV programming. It may be because all the actual people are out of the studio enjoying the night, but the fact remains that if you're after a night of inevitably amateurish camera work and catching a glimpse of famous action stars before they were bloated and leather skinned, Friday night won't let you down. Flicking through the channels left me with the choice of what I'm sure was an episode from the 'Jaws' infinity-drama (based on the resemblance of the sea creature to a foamy WWII midget submarine with wings and its lust for attacking boats with a cavernous slack jawed mouth), or what appears to be a film filmed entirely in a smoky, wood laminated 70s kitchen. An occasional non-expression extra floating in through the greasy swathe of dangling beads separating said kitchen from a dining room doesn't stop my ADHD remote control fiddling. Oh I'm sorry there was also an episode of Top Chef Season I-Don't-Give-a-Crap with some chicken wing head droning on about his passion for cumin infused couscous. Quick glimpse of the phone, no messages, 12:34 PM. Great. Let's watch another montage of CSI fused with the Good Wife and debate what man whale has lost the most weight dragging tractor tires on The Biggest Loser.