Sunday, January 28, 2007
As mentioned, the HB and I did a double-feature after my shift. I loved both movies--they were creative, fun to watch, and made me think. Sometimes I felt annoyed though during Black Snake Moan even though I really liked it. I don't mind sexuality in movies, but at times it seemed this was just some porno-pervert's fantasy being played out. Does every guy have the dream of dragging around some hot naked chic on a chain? And did Samuel L. Jackson's character have to wait until she'd been at his house for 2 days to get her some clothes? I think I take everything too personally. I really like it when Samuel L. Jackson busted out the blues playing at the bar and everyone got down. I wished I could.