Walk the line

Isn't it always the same. No posts for months and then 2 come along at once.
So Fran and I went to see Walk the Line yesterday. It was obviously a film I was going to have to see and sure it enough it made me want to go home and listen too all my Johhny Cash records. I thought Jacquen (I don't think that's how you spell it but can't be bothered looking it up) Pheonix nailed the role, although some of it did seem a bit spiced up for the movie. I thought I wouldn't like Reese Witherspoon as June Carter but she was actually pretty good.
But enough of the movie, that wasn't the highlight of the night. No that belonged to the 3 very old and very deaf ladies who came in 10 minutes into the film. After a loud conversation about where to sit two of them headed for the front row (I should add it was the Carlton which has really small theatres) whilst the other stayed at the back. The 2 in the front row curiously sat apart from each other and then settled in to watch the movie. Then it started.
Every once in a while one of them would have to add a little editorial comment to the other. Being deaf they had no idea of volume so the film was punctuated with comments like "That's Waylon Jennings" and "That's his house" or "He's lost his pills". Everytime it happened everybody else would laugh and sort of shake heads and stuff. It was flooring me, really they need their own show. The only dissapointment for me is that we weren't watching something more serious like Munich or Brokeback Mountain because I can only imagine what they would have come out with. That is a Saturday Night Live skit waiting to happen. Honestly if halfway through Brokeback Mountain the old dear had come out with "He touched his penis" or something I would have been in tears under my seat.
Again get these ladies a series or maybe add the Old Dears commentary to the DVD release, I'm definitely going back to the Carlton.