Sunday night was a proffesional Winter sports finals double feature. One movie was a horror movie with blood and gore to spare. The other film, a tense political action thriller with the standard plot twists.
It was reminiscent of a double play at the old Capitol Theatre on 52nd St. or the "Dollar Movie" in Yaden.
IN THE FIRST FEATURE: A bunch of hard working, fun loving Flyers from Philadelphia travelled to Chicago on a business trip. They thought that stopping for a skate at the United Center would be a really cool idea.
They never bargained for the terror that lay in store for them in the form of a menacing gang, hatchet-wielding gang known as the Blackhawks.
Of course the first character slaughtered was the nice guy. Cornered by the killers from Chicago, Michael Leighton (3 GA) was aggressively and relentlessly sliced with shots in a scene that made the Philadelphia audience queasy.
As the Flyers slipped and slid in Leighton's blood and a 3-0 deficit, the next character to catch the business end of Chicago's hatchets was the guy who most antagonized the Blackhawks and their followers.
Chris Pronger (-5)was not vanquished quickly. The Blackhawks were desperate to defend their home turf and Pronger had been (and we mean this as PC as possible) really pissing them off. Thus the killers took their time on Pronger.
The conclusion of the macabre first feature came as the good guys tried to make a distressed last stand. Brian Boucher (3 GA) screamed to Peter Laviolette, "Go! I'll hold these bastards off! Save yourself!"
IN THE SECOND FILM: The Celtic commandos were dropped deep behind enemy lines to rescue the team's self-respect after the thumping they took in Game 1 against the L.A. Laker cartel.
In the films first act, the cartel had the Celtic commandos pinned down against a ridge. Luckily Ray Allen (32 pts, Finals record 8 three-pointers) had taken a strategic sniper position on higher ground. Allen layed down a suppressing cover fire that allowed his team to get through the first half.
In the second act, the L.A. cartel rallied behind a guy code-named "The Spaniard" (Pau Gasol, 25 pts., 8 rebs., 6 blks.) and Andrew Bynum (21 pts., 6 rebs.), code-named "Baby Boy". Then, Rabid Rajon Rondo (19 pts., 12 rebs., 10 asts.), sporting neon green boots then led the charge to the chopper as his team escaped victoriously with their self-respect intact.
Following with tonight's theme, does anyone know of a close by drive-in theater close to Philly, and have a car with plenty of trunk space?
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