The Judge had to endure a lot to see “Erin Brockovich.” He had to go three times before he could find a movie theater that wasn’t jammed to the four corners with consumers eager to catch the new Julia Roberts-becomes-a-crusading-paralegal-while-looking-totally-hot-in-a-hydraulic-powered-push-up-bra release.
Twice, the show was sold out, leaving long lines of disappointed patrons standing in the rain. This made the Judge confused. Because, unless Julia’s hoisted breasts detach and destroy the Death Star, the Judge isn’t sure why anyone would wait in a long line in the rain just to see a movie about a paralegal.
