Last night I went to the theatre and saw
Drool. Drool. Drool. My god they were beautiful - and talented!!??!! Lordy.
But I digress. After watching the movie and sliding out of my seat a couple of times, I came home and watched
I wanted to dislike her, really really I did. Pure jealousy, through and through. Even though obviously romantic interactions with her brother are out of the picture, she gets to sleep with Peter S., hang with the artsy cool actor crowd, star in all kinds of awesome movies, and is the up and coming "it" girl. So I had decided to loathe her.
Movie starts, and I notice her boobs are way saggy. Surprising for such a young woman. Even with a bra on. So I fixate on that one failure for a while. Anything to get my negative feelings vindicated.
Then it happened. She did an amazing job of acting. I had already seen and loved
Dammit, now I admire the woman. And I can't even pretend to be saying that in the hopes of getting close to her brother, 'cause the gosh darn guy is with
I think I'll hate her instead.