(Spoiler warning. Caveat Emptor, etc.)
Sally, age 8, uttered that phrase all parents wait for this week when she asked if she could read Twilight. “But all my friends are reading it,” she said, when I told her no. (The funny thing about that is that she knew to ask. She doesn’t ever ask if she [...]
If you’re itching to see The Proposal, you’re better off watching the trailer five times and then renting Green Card, though in The Proposal’s favor, there is no montage.
(I loathe montages, those cop-out mishmashes set to thematic music that are supposed to take the place of pivotal transition action. The worst montage of all time, [...]
I know I’m not supposed to say anything. I’m supposed to be supportive, and understanding, and tolerant, and kind. I’m supposed to ignore how enormously inconsiderate you are.
After all, don’t I have kids? Don’t I know what it’s like to be looked at by people who don’t have kids? Don’t I know how frustrating it [...]
But I did, in the first five minutes. And if you have anything resembling a beating heart in your chest, so will you. But don’t worry, there’s some fast top-down-on-the-convertible driving with blasting Beastie Boys angry music shortly to follow. And laughs! This movie is funny! And awesome! And you should go see it; don’t [...]
The end.
No — if you liked the books (the Twilight books, that is), you’ll probably like the movie. Even though Edward seems to be fighting dysenterial vomiting at the beginning rather than a burning desire for Bella’s blood, and even though Rosalie looks fat and ugly. (Sorry. I realize she’s probably a size 2, but [...]
I remember the first R-rated movie I ever saw. We lived in a town of less than 2000 people, and the banker’s daughter invited me to her twelfth birthday slumber party where we watched The Lost Boys with Jason Patric.
I think her name was Hailey, and I know it sounds weird that I for sure [...]
I wish I could be all cynical and hate things like Disneyland and Anne Geddes calendars and cancer stories about your mom and a lime popsicle and vapid romance novels. At least I do really hate half of those things.
If I ever started smoking (I have no immediate plans to) it’d only be so I [...]