Law Students on the Lam

The stress of seventeen credit hours a piece was finally getting to us in a big way. After a major outburst that scared small children and 1Ls, War, Famine, and I staged an impromptu Fall Break yesterday, skipping our respective afternoon classes to hang out in the sunshine and go see a movie. It was a very good idea.

We saw The Corpse Bride in a nearly empty early afternoon theater. For once, the theater was not set at sub-Arctic temperatures, there were no obnoxious children, no loud teenagers. The movie was very sweet in a wry sort of way. The plot is fairly pedestrian: boy and girl are the subject of an arranged marriage neither particularly wants, then they meet and fall in love at first sight, but due to some otherworldly influence get separated and we watch them try to make their ways back to each other. But it gets the delicious Tim Burton treatment of luscious atmosphere and off-kilter humor that’s a mix of the subtle and the slapstick. Think Edward Scissorhands, where the whole neighborhood is a parody of itself. I wouldn’t say that it was a great movie or run out and tell people “Oh, you have to see this movie!”, but it was worth paying to see in the theater.