Pour Some Holy Water On Me
admin March 16th, 2010
Although Johnny Depp looked a little creepy in the previews for Alice in Wonderland, I took my daughter to see it anyway.
It turns out the movie was spectacular! I came out sporting an English accent and waving my hands in a circular motion like the Good Witch. Umm…why is the good witch called the White Witch? Why does she have to be white? Is it symbolism in its subliminal form? Wow, sometimes I feel like I write like In Living Color’s *Oswald Bates (I just dated myself and will have to use a footnote!).
Perhaps, producers were making a religious reference to the White Light of the Lord? Why not brown, or tan witch? What about a Chicana Witch? Why did the bad witch, who was called the Red Witch, have an enormous head? Did Red refer to The Devil?
Bad witches are pretty too. Remember the movie, Mean Girls? The really creepy thing was how much I paid for a bottled water- 5 dollars! I usually take my own water with snacks from home, but I was unprepared this time.
I couldn’t justify spending so much on such a basic need, so, I deemed my experience divine and waved my hand and cast thy plain and simple water into holy water!
I have saved the receipt to see if any water droplets drip from the edges- tears of hard earned cash. I thought I saw an imprint of the Virgin Mary on my receipt.
Let me know if you see it too. Meanwhile keep away from the ”HOLY Moly! this is expensive” theatre-snack bar and take your burritos and water from home
Footnote*Damon Wayans plays an eloquent prison inmate whose vocabulary is full of incorrectly used clinical terms


