Lars and the Real Girl

Forgive me god for i have sin. You see, i was at a local film maker screening last friday and half way through it, i couldn't help but let out a soft snore and i probably drooled quite a bit too. It was unintentional. And its not like i haven't had enough sleep the night before. To tell the truth, i partly blame the slightly dimmed room and the squashy oversized couch that i was seating on at the screening for my lack of attention. It was all too comfortable to begin with. Then there's the minuscule fact that the line up of films screened were remarkably boring and way too artsy for me to digest. I'm just warming up the cultured part of me here, but if this is what it takes, then i'm more than happy to fall back to being trashy and ignorant again. It was in actuality too pretentious, and the films were working way too hard to be artistic. I'll give it an E for effort and T for trying. Nothing more.

Anyhow, i was out again last night for a midnight flick with lilmissmei. Ya, she finally came around and is recovering from her junkie days. I think everyone have their little moments. Hers was just a bit too medicated. Be that as it may, lets not elaborate any further, she's already so going to skinned me alive for what i'm saying now. It would be fatal to say more!

Anyway, it was Lars and the Real Girl this time around. A film that stretches the idea of a morbid love story so unconventional, i was left not knowing either to laugh in irony or sympathize in agony. Ryan gosling was somewhat spot on with his subtle and yet intense performance that drove the whole plot to a different level all together. Go watch it. You'll be blown away. This REALLY is a love story not quite like any others.

Oh, did i mentioned i'm heading off to peter panter's gig tonight? Its all part of the bigger plan to being cultured. Will brag about it when i come back. Ciao!