I just watched a movie called "Dear Frankie." It was good, and I liked it, though I had a few issues with some things. One thing I had no issue with was Gerard Butler. I just wanted to hug him and not let go.
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A great interview with Don Cheadle: [link]
On The Magical Black Person:
"Although, there is a tendency with black characters in movies that they're either like the noble savage where they are everything and they can't make a mistake and they usually don't have a family or a love interest and they're perfect in every way and solve all the problems. They're the soul of the movie, they're the heart of the film.
"That shit kills me. 'Oh, he's the heart of the film!' Like, I don't want to do it. I don't need to be the heart of the film. I want to be the balls of the film."
I don't need to be the heart of the film. I want to be the balls of the film.
If I didn't already adore him ...
wrod.
No shit.
Just finally saw Hotel Rwanda last night and he really was very good. Also I would think "hey, look at the hottie!" and then I would remember I was watching a movie about genocide and perhaps I should not be thinking about whether or not the main character was attractive.
Oy.
Meh.
Saw Napoleon Dynamite last night. Haaaaaaated it.