We watched Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom in the park the other day. Action movies aren’t really my jam: instead of fight or flight, my stress response is fatigue. Getting dropped straight into chaotic scenes and dated tropes didn’t help. But popcorn, Coke Zero, and being there with my sweetie made up for a lot.
The showing had its own exciting misadventures, too. The inflatable screen kept toppling in the wind with uncanny timing.
Our favorite part, though? A bug in the sound-effect captions left off the last letter of every word.
FLAMES HISSIN
METAL CLANKIN
HEART POUNDIN
RUMBLIN
SCREAMIN
CARTS SQUEALIN
By the end, we were all chucklin.
Legend of Velda 
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