Then I guess I shouldn’t mention that I also went to Starbucks on the way there.
In my (admittedly tepid) defense, though, I will say that Dear Hubby and I originally went to the theater to see Clint Eastwood’s movie, but we misinterpreted the time. So, at least my first stab at a movie was not one directed by an Obama supporter.
The more people see this film the better.