REVIEW: Purple Rain Sing-a-Long

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So yes, I went to the "Purple Rain" Sing-a-Long last night in Prospect Park. And, no, I'm not a typical sing-a-long participant, but yes: it (mostly) fucking rocked.

There were a bajillion people there...at least. The place was P-A-C-K-E-D. And despite the fact that my stupid ass weather channel app had predicted "powerful thunderstorms," it was actually a gorgeous night.

By the time we got there, however, we had to set up shop on the lawn alllllll the way over stage left (by the exit and the Two Boots booth). Also, uhm, by "lawn" I actually mean an area blanketed with little sharp, pointy sticks that continually kept jabbing into your ass, but whatevs. We could still see.

Only then we couldn't.

For some reason--perhaps because the beer/food line was close by; or perhaps because people were catching last glimpses before leaving; or perhaps they were just all fucking assholes--I don't know. But shortly after the movie started, approximately 10% of the entire movie viewing audience decided to come by and stand their asses DIRECTLY IN FRONT OF OUR FUCKING FACES. It was hard enough to see (or hear) as it was, but the addition of a rotating brigade of motherfuckers left us all none too pleased.

So here's where I'd like to give a shoutout to the sassy chick sitting next to us (glasses, ponytail) who bravely took it upon herself to shout down everyone who came by attempting to harsh our Purple Rain mellow by blocking the view. I truly wish I had brought my notebook to take down some of the better ones, but here were some of my personal faves:

*'HEY, BLACKBERRY DUDE! SIIIIIIIITTTTT DOOOOOOOOOOWN!

*YO, GREY SHIRT MAN! WANNA GRAB A SEAT?

*HEY! LADY WITH THE BABY BJORN! WE CAN'T SEE!

*TO EVERYONE WHO IS STANDING UP IN FRONT OF US: SITTING IS BETTER THAN STANDING! TRY IT! YOU'LL LIKE IT!

I actually thanked her at the end of the movie for providing an entire EXTRA level of entertainment to the already entertaining cinematic stylings of Prince (best thing was, she actually apologized to me! And said "hope I wasn't too much of an asshole." HAAAAAAA. Little did she know who the fuck she was dealing with).

Here were the other things that rocked about last night:

*Purple Rain is hilarious...and insane...and totally bizarre. And I had never actually watched it all in one sitting.

*Singing along to Prince song with an audience of thousands of strangers, was surprisingly fun.

*Toward the end of the movie, some dude started running around our little area dropping gold glitter around on everyone's head.

*While waiting in line at Two Boots for some ice cream, some little kid was getting chased by his mom and he kept screaming 'FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!" Everyone in line was laughing their asses off.

*I never had to pee, so thus, I totally avoided the port-o-pottys.

Of course, this being Park Slope, the promise of an R rated movie, explicit sex scenes, nudity, cursing and wife/girlfriend beating, was not even enough to keep the little childrens away. I swear to fucking God, you would have thought that this was a screening of the Lion King based on the amount of kids running around. Really, Breeders?? PURPLE RAIN??

Sheesh.

Anyway, even that didn't get in the way of our good time.

Anyone else go?