King Kong.

One ticket to rule them all. Okay, a couple of tickets. A million thanks to my main employer, I cannot wait to ask Peter Jackson if he is on the Karl Lagerfeld diet.

Me: I'm going to see King Kong tonight! And we have to dress up.
Bem: OMG. You're going in gorilla outfits?

I don't think I'll ever escape my earlier days as a Jedi...w00t!

UPDATE: West coast premiere was celebrity-less and all industry. Also, I absolutely did not have to dress up, as advised. Go see King Kong. It's three hours long and has almost too much action. Sure there's some Hollywood cheese, but you know the story and it's solid.