Yup, Frank is one sick and twisted bastard. I'm going on Friday.
I want to see it, but, while I would want to be avenged in the same manner that Marv avenged Goldie if I were ever to be killed in the same manner that she was, I don't think I can watch it on the big screen, because the comic was almost too much.
When is brutal honesty too brutal? Like with a friend who complains and complains and doesn't listen? When can you say, "You don't listen to what I say or advise you. Shut up, I'm sick of hearing your petty shit."?
Speaking of distrubing comics that need to be made into films, I'm still wishing someone would have done Arkham Asylum somewhere in the Batman franchise instead of the crap they cranked out. *sigh*
If wishes were ponies, we'd all be eating steak.
I try to listen, Aimee, but you don't tell me what I want to hear, which makes it hard.
Oh shut it, Drainy McMoocherstein.
"You don't listen to what I say or advise you. Shut up, I'm sick of hearing your petty shit."?
Well, if it was a real friend, I'd definitely say the first sentence--not so much the second. :)
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Great, now she'll sue me for mental anguish.