This is a venting thread →[More:]Ghost Rider was teh awfulness. I think it reached a platitude of suckage that was previously unbeknownst to man. Fell asleep right before the interval and then stumbled out of the theatre to feed my hungry tummy, but the delicious chicken hotdogs that I’d had last time, and was looking forward to having
this time (it was going to be the one bright spot in the hideous experience of having sat through two hours of watching Nicholas Cage’s skull burn with fire, although I must say that Eva Mendes’s cleavage brought a whole different perspective to the script)—were all out.
Am enjoying a deliciously humongous chicken sandwich that my mom just prepared, as I’m typing this, so all is not lost. Am also looking forward to seeing Kate Winslet tomorrow, on
Inside the Actors Studio, and can’t wait to fall in love with her again. I think the last time I saw her was in
Eternal Sunshine, and boy was she great as Clementine. She was Clementine in that movie right? It’s been too long!