I saw the Curious Case of Benjamin Buttons yesterday. Spending 3 hours with Brad Pitt is surprisingly bliss, even with him being an old man half the time. I'd forgotten how amazingly handsome he is. I think in recent years, I've stopped watching his movies, and I don't know why (Note to add: I have seen Babel, the film he starred with Cate Blancett too). I think Brad has finally come of age with this film, whaddya think?
Oh, I also walked past the newstand yesterday and saw one of the trashy magazines (you know the one where they tell lies about Hollywood celebs) - the front cover was splashed with Brad & Ange's photos, with the captions screaming "Why they are hated so much!" Really? By who? All those ugly guys and chicks out there, who don't have the perfect life and perfect kids and perfect bodies? Get a grip, people. Everyone is just trying to live their own lives. And I SO hate those magazines that print these crap just to sell some magazines.
Okay, ranting finito.
It was my first movie since JB was born too, so I had a truly nice time. It was good of JB to lie/sleep/suck his fists patiently (most of the time) in my arms. He became especially interested when Brad and Cate finally got together in th film. Gee, they take a while don't they.
But the film - I love the pace, I love the southern accent, and I love the story. It's something that's probably been told countless times, about love and mostly about life. About living it, being yourself, not being afraid to start all over again.
And speaking of buttons, I'm about to finish this vest for JB, but I can't decide on the buttons. And knowing me, I'll be lazy and go get wooden ones again. Waiting for an inspiration. For now though, I'm contented with Brad.
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