Hi all Tail end of the holidays, and hopefully the worst of the load-shedding is also behind us. Nothing new from Hollywood this week, only two Bollywood movies. For the family market, we have Shabaash Mithu, which is a biopic about the Indian Womens Cricket Team captain. For the adults, we have the action crime mystery, Hit the First Case. On the art side, the filmed play version of Cyrano de Bergerac is on at selected venues. No previews this week. New this week * Hit the First Case (Hindi)(Probably 16 V) * Shabaash Mithu (Hindi)(Probably PG) https://www.moviesite.co.za/new.htm Forthcoming attractions https://www.moviesite.co.za/4thcome.htm Updated the home page poster https://www.moviesite.co.za/ This Week's pinup https://www.moviesite.co.za/pinup.html (full HD wallpaper) List of all movies showing https://www.moviesite.co.za/reviews.htm Same list sorted by Age Restriction https://www.moviesite.co.za/showingbyage.htm Showtimes https://www.moviesite.co.za/where.htm Remember you can support the site by reading the ads... :-) Enjoy :-) Cheers, Ian --------------------------------------------------------------------------- While carpooling, we pulled up to the drive-way for our next passenger. We honked and waited, honked and waited and honked again. Our co-worker finally came out. “I’m so sorry I kept you waiting,” she said, “But I only heard the third honk.” --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Before my friend’s dreaded haemorrhoid exam, the nurse tried to put her at ease by talking up her doctor’s years of experience. Then she paused thoughtfully. “The funny thing is,” she said, “although he’s an excellent proctologist, he started out wanting to be a dentist. But he couldn’t stand bad breath.” --------------------------------------------------------------------------- A young boy I was caring for was staring intently at a neighbour’s newborn when he announced, “We have a baby just like that at our house! He just has a different head.” --------------------------------------------------------------------------- To succeed in life, you need three things: a wishbone, a backbone and a funny bone. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- I told my nephew a watermelon was going to grow in his stomach because he ate some of the seeds. He then looked me straight in the eyes and, I kid you not, said, “Nope, there’s no sunlight, so you’re wrong and college has failed you.” He’s seven. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- One of Google’s prototype self-driving cars got into an accident when it was rear-ended by a normal car. Although, when the guy got out to argue after the accident, the Google car just threatened to release his search history. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- An estate agent was showing my friend around a particularly dilapidated old house. The brickwork was crumbling, the woodwork rotten and the place was riddled with damp. To cap it all, one leg of an electricity pylon was firmly rooted in the back garden. “Has this house got anything going for it?” my friend asked the estate agent. He pondered for a moment, then offered, “The electricity is fresh.” --------------------------------------------------------------------------- I wonder if Sally’s parents were like, “Yeah great idea, Sally. Sell seashells. On the seashore. Where there are tons of free shells. Idiot.” --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lauren was lying in bed one night when she felt her husband’s hand caressing her neck. Then it slid down her side, stopping at her knee, which was as far as her husband could reach. Then he moved closer and did the same on her other side before abruptly stopping and moving away. Delighted by this unexpected attention, Lauren whispered, “Honey, that was wonderful. Why did you stop?” He answered, “I found the remote.” --------------------------------------------------------------------------- I just swallowed a stack of Scrabble tiles by accident. My next poop could spell disaster! --------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Knock, knock!” “Who’s there?” “The love of your life!” “Dark chocolate who?” --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Who decided it was called ‘emotional baggage’ and not ‘griefcase’???