Upon seeing Beowulf at the Imax in King of Prussia, I realized that personal hero of mine PETER JACKSON, the Oscar winning writer/director of The Lord of the Rings, King Kong and Heavenly Creatures, was practically standing beside me. My roommates and I, all film nerds of the highest order, giggled with Beatlemania like glee, and sat in the front row of the theatre, directly in front of him.

The movie was okay. I’m not sold on the 3-D. However, PJ fell asleep halfway through and snored loudly. Take from that what you will.

Afterwards, I shook his hands, and said thank you. He had just woken up and mumbled words of thanks, and we left.

I don’t know what else to say.