|Lost for words, but I ain't lettin' that stop me...
||[Mar. 1st, 2005|11:13 am]
Million Dollar Baby
|||||A snoring roommate||]|
Dear Ms. Bening and Mr. Scorsese: Thank you for not slitting your wrists on live television. Changing from elation to horror that quickly would have given me whiplash and ruined my night, not to mention the poor folks next to you.
I'm an English major. I should be able to come up with valid, paper-writin' reasons for favoring this movie. Something about how the themes touched me or the directing style or how it was such a story, the kind that makes writing worthwhile. All true, but they take too long to explain and require details. Saying 'I fell in love' works just as well.