Saturday, January 8, 2011

You've Got Mail (and by contrast, something wonderful).

Seriously, zzzzzzzzzzzz.
You've Got Mail, 1998, directed by Nora Ephron.
starring: Tom Hanks, Meg Ryan.

I'm just going to go ahead and say that this film (and anything else Nora Ephron has had her hand in) is not my bag, baby. I won't say that it's bad, but it's really just not for me. And there is something about Meg Ryan that really is not for me, either. In this she was supposed to be quirky, charming, bubbly, and cute, but I just wasn't having it. Also, despite the fact that this little story mostly revolves around books, I couldn't find one likable thing about it SAVE for The Godfather film references. Snore.

In other news, my partner in crime has decided that he's had enough of the bad film list and has taken command of the television for at least an hour each night screening SPARTACUS instead. What a treat this has turned out to be! And I'm not just digging the buffed up gladiators or the slow motion fight scenes or the noblewomen's hair and dresses or anything superficial like that (although these things are nice); it's awesome! I highly recommend it if you have Starz---careful though, it's real steamy. Make sure the kids are in bed, yeah?

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