Wednesday’s Abs: 4/30/08
April 30, 2008(although… the abs weren’t the only thing that caught my eye!)

(although… the abs weren’t the only thing that caught my eye!)

Contessa says, “Not enough blood in this film to keep me entertained…”
(there will be yawning!)
Overrated. Bigtime. Scratching my head and trying to figure out why all the original hub-bub surrounding this movie? Am I seriously the ONLY one that feels this way?
Sure Daniel Day Lewis did well with his character… but still.
This movie was:
(-) infidelity
(-) puking … never a good sign, as you need one or the other to make a really GOOD movie!
Personally, I don’t think this movie was worth 2.5 hours of my time (let alone the $3.99 rental fee).
i haven’t thought about you in forever. truly. until last night. i just couldn’t shake you from my head. no sleep. well, ok, three hours max… maybe. and for what? nothing. absolutely nothing.
i can’t write you. i can’t see you. i can’t phone you or e-mail you. why? because i would rather die than risk the humiliation. risk rejection. again.
i’ve thought of sending you this link. anonymously. just as a way to stay in touch. without really being in touch. but, i’m afraid to show myself. on so many levels.
besides, i’d probably regret “showing myself… “
this is my safe haven. my saving grace. where i can say anything. without judgment. without fear…
where nobody knows my name.
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It’s not what was spoken; it’s what went unsaid.
It’s not that you agreed; it’s that you failed to disagree.
It’s not that you couldn’t dream; it’s that you wouldn’t jump.
Speak to me– tongue ignited,
Fence with me– sharpened blade drawn,
Soar with me– clipped wings be damned.
~Contessa Confessa
Predictable. Best thing about the movie is the Vegas scenery.
This movie was–
(-) infidelity
(-) puking
(how boring is that?)
Contessa says, “Wait til it comes to DVD.”
Rotten Tomatoes agrees with The Contessa: Consensus– Supplants the fascinating true story in favor of mundane melodrama…
For a movie about high-stakes gambling, 21 settles for penny-ante dramatics. 04/14/08 10:41 AM
Peering from the doorway, Sister Mary O’Donnell silently cursed her decision in choosing basket weaving over sketching as her extra-curricular activity.

I relish the taste of my hate for you,
pungent, mustard-like, forever
on the tip of my tongue,
til death do us part.
Oh how I wrestled and fought myself,
spitting coffin nails,
swallowing spider’s blood, attempts
to rid my mouth of you.
Deciding instead to marry the flavor,
tongue shimmies into its wedding dress,
whispering “I do,” vowing
to love to hate you.
~Contessa Confessa
There were things I both loved and hated about Forgetting Sarah Marshall…
Scenery? Loved it.
Male, full-frontal nudity? ’bout freakin’ time.
Mila Kunis? Gorgeous!
Dracula opera w/puppets? Original and bold.
But–
maybe a little too much stereotypical “humor,” and LONGISH in parts.
Still, Contessa says, “Not a bad way to spend a rainy afternoon at matinee prices.”
This movie was:
(+) cheating/infidelity: it’s why we’re all trying to forget Sarah Marshall.
(-) puking: amazingly enough, with all the raunchy humor, no puking scene. Or maybe I missed it?…
Rented this one on DVD. Watched it this evening. Loved Juno!
Amazingly quirky.
Awesome soundtrack.
And orange tic tacs… What’s NOT to love?
Contessa says, “A must see!”
This movie was:
(+) puking: hello– pregnant teen in the house!
(-) cheating/infidelity.