I saw the new Hobbit movie with my family this weekend. There was a ton of awesomely amazing stuff going on, obviously, but also plenty to complain about. And then the dragon finally arrived. And all was well.
I’m sorry, how is this the case? It’s a horrible acid-trip universe when Charlize Theron needs Kristen “Footface” Stewart’s help being pretty. Who let this happen?!
You will notice that it takes very little for me to be on Facebook eating who knows how many snacks.
So if you haven’t seen Spielberg ‘s new movie “War Horse,” this is pretty much 90% of the dialogue. Everyone keeps addressing this horse and then the camera goes to his face as though he’s going to say something. But he doesn’t. Because he is a horse.
Spoiler alert: He’s a fucking horse. And this movie blows.
Mme. Johanna is a gaudy jewelry and baby possum enthusiast. This ambitious 30-something woman can often be found declining event invites on Facebook and losing interest in whatever latest hobby her newly diagnosed ADHD has hyperfocused on while she drinks wine on her couch, accompanied by her beloved dog, Dorothy Barker.