First off, Happy Birthday,
pirateygoodness!
Now, let's take a minute to talk about Zac Efron, shall we? Basically, I approve of everything he does, the end. Today my dad and I went to the movies like we do every Friday and during the previews before Letters to Juliet--which, no. Amanda Seyfried, I love you, but no--we saw the trailer for Charlie St. Cloud. YES, PLEASE. I knew this movie was coming out soon and that it stared Zac, but I'd had no idea what it was about and never looked it up. Needless to say, after seeing the trailer, I will be watching this movie so hard. Zac looks funny when he cries and the book is probably better, but whatever. In my barely-contained excitement, I got a little cap-happy. They're uneven and mismatched, BUT I DON'T CARE, PRETTY:
Charlie St. Cloud: a Trailer Picspam
Pretty much I will watch your movie if you play good music in your awesome trailer, even if the movie ends up sucking. Like that time when I nearly peed myself in anticipation over Wolfman because the trailer was sick, but then it ended up being awful. WHATEVER, HERE'S HOPING.