The Thing

Another one of those core memories is now seeing this in theatres with my dad. Still vividly remember watching this for the first time on a guys weekend (the girls were out of town) with my dad when I was 9 years old. It was on the living room tv back at Castlefield (RIP) and I vividly remember eating my macaroni and cheese suuuuuper fucking slowly because if I took a bite it required me to look down from the tv. One that appreciates on every single watch and leaves me with one more clue to the never ending puzzle of the ending. Feeling the infamous dung dung score reverberate through my chair is something I only dreamed of experiencing and I’m so happy I finally got to experience this (44 year old) film in theatres.