It was the perfect, quintessential Drafthouse experience. I sometimes still can't quite believe we have one in KC now. I mean, it's not quite exactly how it is in Austin, because a lot of that is just the audience who have been going there for years, too, but it's streets ahead of any other theaters in the area.

I died, DIED, when Nick Frost stuck his hand through the door glass.

The fact that Sarah's in college is legitimately depressing me and making me feel old. :(