I was going to use the animal cracker line just to creep Alex out but that one was just too awesomely awful. Go, Ben.
Goddammit. I'm really just going to have to bite the bullet on this one and watch Gone, Baby, Gone. Not only have I yet to read a single bad thing (my dad sent a bunch of reviews and I checked out the New York Times' review as well) but everyone seems really impressed with Casey Affleck, which was one of my biggest objections in the first place. (Nothing against him, he just doesn't say "Patrick Kenzie" to me). Apparently everyone is just creaming themselves over his performance. Ok, that may be extreme. Mostly everyone's going, "Holy shit, who knew the boy could ACT??"
I always really enjoy the Times' candid explanation of the ratings. Why is Gone, Baby, Gone rated R? "There are several scenes of intense and bloody violence, and a horrifying subplot involving a pedophile." As opposed to the tame pedophile subplot, ah.
And who knows, I might like it. It's been a while since I read it, so that helps, and I'm a big girl. I don't need to let my loathing for the director's acting choices taint my opinion of this movie. He was, I suppose, fairly decent in Hollywoodland, after all. Shit, I'm actually starting to look forward to it.
But seriously, whoever made that fucking preview should be brained.
On a separate note I got pretty excited today when I realized my vacation starts NEXT THURSDAY. VERMONT!!! Time to break out the sweaters! And I managed to get a few extra days at the last minute so we can sneak down to Austin for a night for the anniversary. *SO STOKED*
Turtles and BBQ on the river, here we come.