Old Yeller was just so damn sad!
Debet, I looked up the Amazon description of No More Dead Dogs, and it sounds like there is a madcap theatrical production involved. I became increasingly less interested in the book as the description went on. It sounds weird - and not in a good way like we are accustomed to here! :-)
I'm betting that's Turner & Hooch.
Where The Red Fern Grows.
Ah, my first ever movie in the theater. Otherwise known to my parents as Why our Four-Year-Old Son Has Been Crying for Hours without Stopping To Take a Breath.
I have never seen Red Fern. I'm thinking I better avoid it...
I adore the short that came with it. Presto is possibly my favorite Pixar movie ever.
It's my second favorite, though I had to watch it and Boundin' over and over back to back to make sure.
The short about the little fix-it robot on WAL*E was awesome.
Em got Kung Fu Panda for Christmas. Such fun.
Ohohoh!! I FINALLY saw
Chocolat
this weekend. Um...so totally awesome and, as per usual, I want to sop Johnny Depp up with a biscuit.
There is nobody not good in Chocolat: Depp, Binoche, Molina, Dench, Moss, Olin, Stormare, John Wood and Leslie Caron, plus it's a lovely screenplay and magical locations.
I didn't even RECOGNIZE Moss.
I want to go live there.
'S okay. One day, I want to live in a tiny little French village. Maybe not forever, but for some time, before that clever north wind comes and sweeps me out.
Saw Benjamin Button. What a lovely movie, and not precisely what I was expecting. A love story for life.
Stormare seems to have taken on the Rutger Hauer mantle of large, indeterminately European, burly actor with a menacing onscreen presence and a goofball personality. Compare Big John Abruzzi (or Serge Muscat) to the "Veedub. Unpimp da auto" commercials silliness, to illustrate my contention.