I saw Crazy Stupid Love and didn't like it that much. I though the subplot with the teenaged son was...well, no doubt that shit happens, but I don't find it entertaining. And the resolution of it crept me out.

Also, totally not down with the soulmate concept, on which so much seemed to hinge.

I hope it was a good idea to recommend that my parents see Friends With Benefits. I think they'll like it! But I guess we'll see....

I liked it better than CSL. We had trailers for Footloose. They're definitely stealing some of the iconic scenes from the movie, but we'll see how much they changed. I will miss the music. There was a movie with Chris Evans where a woman is trying not to sleep with her 20th guy without falling in love that I'm certainly going to see. It feels like field research. A political thriller they seems to have shown the whole plot of with Gosling and Clooney and PSH. Some NYE movie that looks like Valentine's Day in the sense of being celebrity top heavy, and just as unappealling. And the Bella/Cullen wedding was also shown, along with shirtless Jacob or whatever his name is.

There was a movie with Chris Evans where a woman is trying not to sleep with her 20th guy without falling in love that I'm certainly going to see.

I am super psyched about that. There's a scene in the trailer that has made me laugh an embarassing amount TWICE.

They are remaking Footloose?

Did I block this out?

Have you seen this clip, Matt. [link] It's not a trailer, just a clip.

Thanks! I hadn't seen that before.

Poking around in movie blog land, I found somebody talking about the use of "huckleberry" in Tombstone.

They said that the popular usage of "huckleberry" in the 19th century would've included the notion that it was an off-hand way to say, "second best thing." Like, "You're all out of blueberries? I'll take the huckleberries."

So when Doc says to Ringo "I'm your huckleberry" he's saying, "I'll be your consolation prize."

Anybody ever hear that line that way? It works, I just hadn't thought of it that way.

Conversely, "daisy" just means a very fine thing. "That mare's a beauty. She's a daisy."

I finally saw HP7:2! So thoroughly deeply good and satisfying (and, er, I'm assuming we're now solidly past the spoiler-font timeline) (Daniel Radcliffe's face as he emerges from the Pensieve and sits on the steps in Dumbledore's office, dear God; that wet, helpless horror under the bench at King's Cross; every moment of Maggie Smith, though I was so sad not to get to hear her say crisply, "He has, to use the common phrase, done a bunk"; little babybat Snape, and young Lily, and the swooping darting leaves; Helena Bonham Carter doing such a deliciously incompetent Bellatrix impersonation; Ron and Hermione's glorious kiss; Harry's mother; poor, tiresome, harmless Lavender; that astonishing dragon; fuck yeah Neville Longbottom! and so on, and so on, and so on). So, so good. I could still list a couple dozen things I missed and wish they'd crammed in there and hope will show up in the deleted scenes when the DVDs come out, but still. So good.

I'll still have to see it again very very soon, though, since the goodness was kind of completely ruined by an incessant talker two seats over. About my age, normal enough looking, but eventually batshit. Completely unspoiled, he started out with under-his-breath gasps and oohs and oh!s at every startling event, but as it went on he got louder and louder and started babbling, "No, no, no, don't do it, oh, don't do it, man," whenever anyone started doing anything remotely risky, and calling Voldemort a fucker and chortling that Harry was going to take him down any second now. HE TALKED RIGHT OVER THE SCENE IN THE FORBIDDEN FOREST. And finally, after two hours of discreet shushing, someone at the other end of the theater said loudly, "Will you PLEASE SHUT UP," and he snarled, "Well, you can all just sit back and bask in it," and picked up his briefcase and stomped out (leaving his jacket behind).

I need another viewing, soon, just to purge that jackass from my brain.

Daniel Radcliffe's face as he emerges from the Pensieve and sits on the steps in Dumbledore's office, dear God

Yes! For me this was the most effecting moment of the film.

We had, not a talker, but a nervous giggler next to us who giggled all the way through the Kings Cross scene. Muy annoying.

Clearly, people in your neighborhood are too polite if they waited two hours to do more than shush the jackass, JZ.

Signed, someone who once got in a loud argument with a rude woman who was talking through Van Helsing. Which I had already seen before.