I put
Say Anything
DVD on the background while doing work I brought home (yeah, baaad idea), and ended up watching it all over again.
Oh my God. The scene where Diane comes to visit Lloyd in the gym after she has it out with her father? Kills me. Kills me dead. They look so battered (Lloyd literally battered and bleeding from the nose) and desperate, and there is such mixture of grief and hope and need in their tired eyes. I love how he puts up a resistance when she approaches him first--then, "One question. Do you need someone, or do you need me?" only to answer himself with, "forget it. I don't care." and they hug, and oh! ::sniffles::
Sigh. The bestest mostest fictional boyfriend evah.
t /random Say Anything love
The bestest mostest fictional boyfriend evah
Hey! Don't slight Martin Blank.
Don't slight Martin Blank.
Man, I don't know. Dodging bullets on dates may be exciting in the first few times, but would probably get old real quick.
Beej, she's hot. Hello.
Hmm. Hot cardboard...
Nope. Does nuthin' for me.
P-C,
It's all your fault.
I am every manner of squicked after viewing Flesh + Blood. I can't wring it out of my mind.
Gang rape! Plague! Senseless murder! 41 year old Rutger Hauer (who looked geee-rate! by the way) tugging on the nipples of 23 year old Jennifer Jason Leigh. Brion James' member. Burning dog meat. (sounds like the name of a band, but still.)
I think I'm honestly traumatized.
Wait. Why the hell is it my fault?
Didn't you point me to it?
I believe I heard the word 'grit' flowing from your tagline.
Then again, perhaps you were just reporting something you heard.
Still. I need a scapegoat. Please oblige.