It's a cold, dark night, the air is still and silent and an eerie calm falls across the leafy street you see before you. Suddenly, you hear a crackle, then a spark of light. Your heart skips a beat; the adrenaline starts to kick in, what was that?
A deafening crash of thunder fills your ears as a bright light emerges from the ground. What's happening? You're heart is racing. Is that a? phone box? WHAT IS GOING ON!
Before you know it, a figure emerges, are they going to kill you, or just probe you? You try to run, but you're too paralysed with fear to move. The figure lurches into the light as you're heart prepares to explode in your chest.
And then you realise that it's only Keanu Reeves. The adrenaline pumping through your veins screeches to a halt and you realise that you're now really, really bored.
That's right Ladies and Gents, Keanu is back, with his winning personality that's part MDF, part veneered chip board, to announce unto the World that the script for Bill and Ted 3 is finally ready.
And lo, Keanu did proclaim:
“Yeah, we have a script.”
He then probably made a noise akin to, ?chu,? and shuffled off with all the grace of a table being pushed down a flight of stairs.
And, almost as quickly as he arrived, he disappeared again, seemingly blending in to the wood panel flooring, beige walls and grey furnishings that surround you in the cell you now find yourself trapped in.
You have met the Keanu, you have stared into its eyes and heard its voice. You are now permanently trapped into this limbo of boredom, boredom you cannot escape from, for you are now part of Keanu?s matrix, he has absorbed your imagination to sustain himself and there's nothing you can do about it.
There is no escape.