Thursday, 14 July 2011
To prove my worth as a husband, I decided to go one step further. Preview screenings are for lesser spouses: I was going to get her into the premiere. Red carpets, free booze, paparazzi: these are the things that keep a marriage alive, right? So I put in a call to one of my many "contacts" "on the inside" (hi Will) and before I knew it there was an invitation to Saturday's premiere in my inbox.
Because Just Do It is all about what Home & Away's Alf Stewart would describe as
Now don't get me wrong: I take my hat off to anyone who's prepared to go to extreme lengths to fight for something they strongly believe in. The world needs people to take a stand and stick it to The Man every now and again, and it's good to see how these people work and what makes them tick.
However, there's a strong feeling out there that most of these activists are spoiled posh kids having a jolly good wheeze while living off Mummy and Daddy instead of going out and getting a job, paying taxes and contributing to society. And rather than take the opportunity to refute that theory, Just Do It instead reinforces it with an almost uninterrupted stream of mildly annoying people having boffo fun D-locking themselves by the neck to the top of stepladders erected inside revolving doors, as if they're protected from the very real chance of a broken neck by their unswerving allegiance to "the cause" and their nose piercings.
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