Furban is my brother's word. It means "faux urban." He came up with it last night when we were walking from the AMC 6 to the AMC 16 in Burbank. We passed a sign that read something like Mall Village and we started talking about how it was like the whole of Burbank, or at least this portion off the 5, was consumed by the mall. Then he started to say something about how it's made to look like it's urban, but no self-respecting urban center would boast two AMC megatheaters separate only by a few parking structures and a Macaroni Grill.

We were in Burbank to see a special screening of 300, which was well worth the hour wait in line and the packed theater that forced us to sit in the front row.

People, go see this movie.

I haven't been to the movies in about a year, mostly because I can't handle high prices and low quality. This was well worth my return to the stadium theater.

Since the movie isn't out yet, I don't want to post any potential spoilers. However, if you read the graphic novel or studied the Battle of Thermopylae, then you will know what to expect. I will say, however, that the art direction was flawless. Every scene looked like a painting.

But 300 is more than just a beautiful movie. I left the theater with thoughts of war, death and freedom running through my head. What's worth your life? When is it best to go against the prevalent opinion? What has to happen for people to take a stand?

I don't have answers. Only questions. Just go see the movie and keep yourself up thought for a few nights.

Labels: Movies, Out on the Town