Just saw "Slumdog Millionaire". What a fabulous movie. Could have sat there and watched the whole thing again. (But only if the yahoos next to me were not there -- wifey had to explain every nuance to the husband all the way through, and she felt the need to exclaim out loud obvious facts. I'm v.v. intolerant. I'm working on it, but there are some things that are unforgivable, and screwing with my movie viewing experience is one of them. Yes, I know, then I should stay home and watch on DVD... but there are some movies that must be seen in the theatre.)
I don't see many movies any more that inspire me the way this this one did.
And I mean really, that's what we're all looking for, right, someone to love us despite our scars?
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