Tonight Mason and I went to see Scott Pilgrim vs. The World on a spur-of-the-moment date. I realized about halfway through the movie that I was essentially taking a guided tour through my husband’s brain. And it was one of the more amazing sights I’ve ever seen. Gaining power-ups and fighting epic video game battles with real people, while wearing a hoodie and wristbands? Playing the bass solo from Final Fantasy 4 on a red Rickenbacker using a pick? That’s something only Mason could invent. Well, Mason and the guy who made this movie. They should be friends.
So it was a great night, and I feel that I know my husband so much better now. Anyone who grew up in the 90s or loves someone who grew up in the 90s should go see this film.
