MIB3 isn't a bad movie, although it is an extremely predictable one. I had more fun listening to the child behind me trying to navigate its intricate twists and turns than I did actually watching the film. Enjoy your naivete while you can, youngster, because in about ten more years, this is the kind of movie you'll be piecing together during the first ten minutes and ripping to shreds for the remaining hour and a half.
Let me tell you a story about Twitter. Once upon a time there was this guy who liked to say things to other people over the Internet. So he did. Legend has it that you can read all of those things he said or contact that super cool dude by clicking this very clickable link and following him: @LittleTMart. THE END.
See you next week!