1. I may love What Happens In London more than The Secret Diaries of Miss Miranda Cheever. I love the latter but I hated the misunderstanding between Nigel and Miranda and the ending was a bit too sugary and pat for me (and that's saying something because I am the only person on the entire planet who didn't hate the DH epilogue so, you know, my ( Read more... )

Unspoilery reaction: Omg so good.

( spoilers galore )

But I don't think I like it as much as Batman Begins and certainly not as much as Batman. It was just a touch too long for me, too. Seriously, at about an hour left my bladder processed that cherry coke I drank but I'm one of those who refuses to leave a movie in the middle so I suffered through. But if there was an after the credits scene I missed ( Read more... )

( Let's get the important stuff out of the way. Spoilers for TXF: I Want to Believe. )

Oh my god Mamma Mia is so awesome! But I am never seeing a movie on opening weekend again. Even playing against The Dark Knight the theater was packed. I ended up wedged between a woman who was, um, not the perfect size for small theater seats and a woman who is of the "you can never have too much perfume" school of thought. I hate those women. ( Read more... )

The only bad thing about seeing a movie by yourself is that when you want to make a snarky comment to someone there's no one to talk to so you end up talking to yourself without realizing it. Or maybe that's just me. But other than that I like watching a movie by myself. The only person to argue with about which movie to see or what time and where ( Read more... )

( Bones: The Baby in the Bough )

It is getting a bit weird, this attraction I have to Stark. Mostly because he's not normally the fictional character I lust over. I think it's the combination of the ego and intelligence. And the hotness. Whatever it is, the more I see him the more pretty much the only thought in my head is "I want to use him like a jungle gym". Like, the ruder and ( Read more... )

I like a lot of different type of movies. A lot of them are even bad, I admit that. Some of them I like because they're bad. Objectively I know there are people who will think a movie that I find genuinely good is actually a pile of crap, but I still find myself being almost insulted that these random people hate this movie that I love. Completely ( Read more... )

I love 27 Dresses. A lot. And I have a newfound massive crush on James Marsden. Me and L were both sitting there saying "damn, he's hot" so I'm not the only one. I always liked him (hello, I've had a vague crush on him since his Second Noah days (cookie to anyone who remembers that show) but the only things I've really seen him in recently is the X ( Read more... )