I watched Before We Go tonight. It was charming, not a rom com, just a story. A little devastating maybe, maybe that is just me. I finished over 2 hours ago and I guess it's just kinda sticking with me. I feel some sort of way, but I am not sure what that is, possibly unsettled.

Huh. Whit Stillman has a new movie. Not just a new movie, but a Jane Austen adaptation: [link]

I guess it's not that much of a stretch since his earlier movies are all comedies of manners of sorts. It makes me strangely happy to see that he's cast his two leading ladies from The Last Days of Disco (my favourite among his films by a wide margin, if only for the soundtrack) in this movie. It looks fun.

Aw, shit.

Connor was a great friend, a great son, and a light to the people lucky enough to know him. While repeatedly punching cancer in the balls, he made everyone laugh. Including the entire staff who cared for him at Edmonton's Stollery Children's Hospital.

It was the Make-A-Wish Foundation that brought us together. I can't thank them enough. Seriously. Thank you. Because of his wish, Connor was the first person to see Deadpool. I traveled up to Edmonton, Alberta to surprise him with a rough cut of the film. There were still huge sections with wires we hadn't yet painted out, jokes which weren't working (and still aren't) and green screens. Connor didn't seem to mind. And I'd never felt luckier to get to be Wade Wilson.

Today I saw Everybody Wants Some. Pretty much what you expect from it. I did laugh out loud a bunch of times. It is not over the top bawdy or gross, fair depiction of people and places. Much like Dazed and Confused, it's not trying to tell you a whole life story, it covers 3 days, I think, that's it. I really hate 70s fashion and hair. It is set 1980, but that is really just late 70s wrt both of those things.

I treated myself to the Blu-Ray of Antman today. I missed seeing it in theaters because of my pregnancy, but I figured I wanted to see it before I see Captain America: Civil War. Hopefully I'll have time to watch it this week.

I saw it today too, msbelle. Fun romp overall.

Reconciling those fashions with all the sex people were having is only possible via the prevalence of drugs in the late 70s/early 80s. If the women hadn't been stoned, there wouldn't have been a Generation X.

such bad clothes. and hair, my god the hair.

Hey, we thought we looked great. See what people think of your looks in 40 years.

I already think my hair and clothes from the 70s were awful. Ditto much of the 80s.

such bad clothes. and hair, my god the hair.

I'm pretty sure every era has its share of bad hair. The man perms of the 70s were an abomination, f'rinstance. But the 80s did hair no favors either.