Saw Close Encounters of a Third Kind last night at Hollywood Forever Cemetery , kinda lame , kinda pointless , maybe good for it 's time but not really my time , I still had a blast , my lover packed a grand dinner and my cousin and his girl came with us . About 5 minutes after the film started , Stoli and his lady joined our party along with her delicious yet sneaky bloody marys . I was so tossed by the end credits that Chelsea had to drive us home . I felt like such a klutz .
How would one describe the person 's taste in culture ?
- None of the above choices .
 - The narrator hates new movies .
 - The narrator hates old movies .
 - The narrator hates action movies .


The narrator hates old movies .