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I literally opened this link solely to see whether Winwood and I agree on the beauty of Frieda Pinto.
I didn’t get to see that trailer at my showing. I did, however, get to watch inception while sitting next to a bunch of Eastern European dudes who thought it was totally cool to answer their un-silenced cell phones (one of whom had, I shit you not, “Miracles” for a ringtone), and discuss the movie, sans definite articles, as it played out on screen, like some kind of horrible Ukrainian commentary track.
And the video game adaptation was, admittedly, lacking-at-best.
My eyes just boiled out of their sockets simply being reminded of that scene. And I was having such a great day until that happened. Fuck you, Incredimarc.
Off topic, but I’ve got two points of interest:
Point One – I saw a play called “Complicit” at the Old Vic in London. It starred Richard Dreyfuss, was directed by Kevin Spacey, and was maybe the worst thing I’ve ever experienced in my entire life. Like, “The Room” levels of incompetence.
Point Two – having grown up in the sprawling metropolis of Boise, ID, I was always acutely aware of the fact that, it being a place that is simultaneously very beautiful and somewhere NOBODY wants to visit, celebrities like Matt Damon and Bruce Willis flocked to it during their spring breaks and summer vacations from Actor School. The Spaceys are a family that has flourished in the high desert oasis. And I say ‘Spaceys’, as in more than one, because Kevin’s brother is literally a limousine driver who is both in high demand and dresses like and impersonates Rod fucking Stewart. I wish I was kidding.
But does she have the jet-ski and memorabilia? That’s the real question.
Don’t worry, though, I still told all my friends as instructed.
Wait, I’m confused: if your boyfriend is eight years older than you (lol), what was he doing on [ S E E K C O U G A R (C 0 /M)_]. I get the impression he wasn’t actually seeking a cougar, in which case I get the impression the site doesn’t work as advertised…
The phrase ‘Heaven just got a little more Gary Coleman’ couldn’t be more appropriate.
The Sopranos ending was pretty good, especially the way it suddenly cut to black at the end, but the Survivor and Newhart endings were far too obvious jokes to make. Not happy I stayed up until 1 this morning for that.
I’m with you on this one. There have been a lot of complaints about the writers supposedly pulling it out of their asses as they went along, but as far as I’m concerned I really did feel connected to the characters they created. The show may not have wrapped up as cleanly as I had hoped, and then were definitely some missteps along the way, but I was genuinely sad to see everybody go. And, yeah, I bawled when the dog laid down next to Jack. I consider that a success.
Being a native of the state of Idaho, I can’t tell you how proud I was to hear it mentioned in Parks and Recreation last night. And yes, it is basically one giant park. Not a great one, though.
Mission Accomplished (TM), guys. Back pats and root beer floats for everyone!
Considering Ron’s Grinch-like smile when he learned the government would be shut down, the brief shot of Dwight humping the microwave, and the zoom-in on Michael Sheen’s extremely awkward wink at the wedding ceremony, NBC was crushing it with the physical comedy last night.
Has anyone here ever watched the production team’s magnum opus, “Snakes on a Train”? Because don’t. If you haven’t seen it, don’t. I had to be brought back to life Marcellus Wallace’s wife-style about halfway through because my heart just gave up and didn’t want to go on anymore.