I booked a movie ticket for one.

It was an extremely unpredictable arrangement. But random is just about my middle name, and I liked the feeling of going with the flow, and springing surprises for myself. So the deal was this: I was packing my room a bit and I discovered this $5 student movie ticket that was stuffed right in the recesses of my drawer. I remember where that came from. I had kept it from the orientation welfare pack, thinking that someday, it will come in useful. I've always wanted to watch a movie by myself, I don't mean downloaded torrents from thepiratebay, but y'know, in a real movie theatre where you get popcorn and stuff. It was never easier for two and two to come together. 

By strange strokes of unluckiness, I had to abandon exploring Altona because it was way too cold and slightly uneventful, hop onto the train feeling rather unaccomplished for the day. It was only noon, and I was hungry. I extracted the student movie ticket from my wallet, scrutinized the addresses of the movie theatres and quickly evaluated the lunch options around each area. Northcote. I've been there. And I haven't finished properly touring that area because of my limited stomach space. During my quick lunch at Seoul Soul, I scanned the movie timings. There was Aloha, Pitch Perfect 2, Mad Max. I know Aloha for the wrong casting, I know Pitch Perfect 2 from its predecessor. Now, now... what is this Mad Max about? I pulled out Rotten Tomatoes, my go-to review site to determine if it's worth watching.

98%

Are you kidding me? This number can't be possible on Rotten Tomatoes, the most vicious critical movie review site ever. Without looking at the review content or movie poster, I decided to go with it.

The theatre was amazingly empty. There were only a couple of other patrons, of which I could count with one hand. I had an entire row of seats to myself, with nobody in front of me at all. I could probably even lie down if I wanted to. But no, Mad Max: Fury Road kept me at the edge of my seat, fully entertained for two hours. And I had no idea what the hell I was watching, because it was just a lot of mind-numbing stunts, gunpower, speeding, fighting. So grunge. They should rename it Mad Awesome. There was no time for rest and they just went on and on with blasts and explosions. It was good value for money.

And I love how Charlize Theron is so strong and depicted as the spunky female protagonist who knew how to outdrive her enemies, fix the massive trailer while it's moving, and totally kick-ass. What can I say? I'm a new fan. I'm even tempted to shave my head to sport the same hairstyle as her. And also tempted to re-watch it again.