MAO'S LAST DANCER
Charlotte had been talking about this movie since we've been back at school, basically, telling me we should see it, she wants to see it, etc, and I was like 'yeahhhh', vaguely. So last night, we ended up going to see it (along with Kendra, my Canadian soul sister, a freshman BFA actor who is about to help the most ambitious, and undoubtedly emotionally wrenching, theatre experience I could ever hope to be a part of).
AND IT WAS AMAZING. JAW ON THE FLOOR, MOUTH CATCHING FLIES, EAR TO EAR GRINNING.
AND THEN. WHEN HE PLAYED DON JUAN OR WHOEVER.
THAT HAIR FLIP.
It was all over for me. This movie GOT ME. Ya got me, Mao's Last Dancer. YA HEARING ME??
I really think you should all run, don't walk, to your nearest indie-movie-showing theatre and see it, if you can. You'll love it.
AND IT WAS AMAZING. JAW ON THE FLOOR, MOUTH CATCHING FLIES, EAR TO EAR GRINNING.
AND THEN. WHEN HE PLAYED DON JUAN OR WHOEVER.
THAT HAIR FLIP.
It was all over for me. This movie GOT ME. Ya got me, Mao's Last Dancer. YA HEARING ME??
I really think you should all run, don't walk, to your nearest indie-movie-showing theatre and see it, if you can. You'll love it.