Showing posts with label Matt Damon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Matt Damon. Show all posts

Monday, March 28, 2011

Movie Stars and Supermodels

Just a heads up: if I'm making movie recommendations now, don't go see The Adjustment Bureau. I saw it because the commercials made it look okay, and um, hello, Matt Damon had the lead. So, a must, for me. But I was thoroughly dissapointed with the result of the movie. Afterwards, as I was walking out of the theatre, and I constantly was like, "wait...what?" and then a few seconds later, "like...what?" and then after, "I just don't get it." And it wasn't the plot of the movie that I didn't understand. The concept of the battle between fate and free-will was relatively easy to grasp. And it's a good idea, but they completely obscurred it with this horrible movie! I mean, the writing was bad, the production was bad, the acting was bad, and Matt Damon looks fat and old. And he ran like a fool.

But I don't think it was those things that irked me the most, I think it was the love story. It was just too unbelievable. And I don't mean that in a good way. I mean I didn't believe it. You know what, I want you to see it. Because I can't explain it on my own. Just watch it and then report back to me. You guys give me butterflies. Deep inside.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Bourne

I have an announcement.
I LOVE.
Matt Damon.
I mean, don't you?
He is just so cute!
And he is always smiling!
See? *swooning*
And doesn't he have the whitest teeth?
God. And it's not just that. He's fucking hot, too.
He's got that sexy little smoldering look going on...
Yummm. And then he goes and he takes his shirt off!
I mean, he's not giving any of the other guys a chance, here.
Matt Damon has everything. Have you seen how blue his eyes are?
He can rock the shades, too.
Lordy.
You know, I thought he looked pretty good in Saving Private Ryan.
But then they go ahead and they put him in Invictus!
They make him a rugby player, for crying out loud!
They make him gain about 50 pounds in muscle, and then they take his shirt off! What are they trying to do to us?!
Oh, look, there's that smolder again.
And there's the smile.
Dear Lord, marry me.
Don't get me wrong. I know he's already got a wife.
And kids.
But Godddddddddd.
*whimper*