So I haven't watched a lot of the classic V-day movies. Haven't seen The Notebook. Or Sleepless in Seattle (I saw Meep-less in Seattle, the Phineas and Ferb episode though). So I can't review those. But if you're feeling like branching... Continue Reading →
Sitting next to my roommate—the more educated film student of the two of us—I can see the giddy look on her face as she watches me, watching one of her favorite movies for the first time.
Okay, so Forrest Gump accomplishes more in the first hour of this movie than I will in my whole damn life—and he does so accidentally. War hero, ping pong champion, sea captain, billionaire, local gardener - am I missing anything?
I've never seen it, but I know the general idea. I vividly remember my friend Emma's Hannibal Lector impression, “Have the lambs been silenced, Clarice?” I picture an evil, bald, cannibal scientist with looking down into a pit packed—presumably—with lambs, while his loyal assistant Clarice scribbles notes onto a clipboard. Clarice, in my head, has goggle-like glasses and aspirations of overthrowing her kooky boss, Hannibal.