The Fourth of July was spent at my brother's house, as it is every year. There was much kidding around with one of their friends about OCD-ness, etc, even as my brother's wife was insistent on putting my purse in the hall closet (because-- stuff, lying around). Well, it's all fun and games until... DAMNIT! My purse is still in that closet, in a city an hour away from home. Grrrr.
The company and fireworks were fabulous, though, and there were three kinds of pie. Chocolate silk, blackberry and apple. Yes, I tried them all. Now I am remorseful. But hardly surprised.
Saw The Lake House last week, which we really enjoyed. Actual acting from Keanu Reeves, and I do love Sandra Bullock. If overlapping time/universes is an issue for you, well, this movie might not work. But I really liked it. Sweet, romantic, and just nice overall.
Saw The Devil Wears Prada this weekend. Lots of evil humor, and let me just say that I will never care about clothes to a 10th of the degree that the Fashion Mag people do. Grooming and good lines, yes. Fashion? Mais, non. Meryl Streep was fabulous.
Saw Match Point on video, and was kind of underwhelmed. My husband spent the entire movie saying, "You know, that guy really does look like Elvis. Now I want to see that made-for-TV movie." Frustrating story, with characters making choices you want to smack them for. Baby-obsessed wife (hello, Mia) is an apparent justification for cheating. SlutSiren (Scarlett Johanssen, looking very pretty) is histrionic. Bootstrap Boy (Jonathan Rhys-Meyers) makes unimaginably poor choices. The same historic aria recording plays at 7-8 points during the movie, though I can't imagine why.
Meanwhile, on Season 4 of "The Shield," Glenn Close is kicking some ass. Yessss. :)
