light fuse,
run away.
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9:29 AM, Love... Actually...
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Shoot me dead for the cheesy title. Please do. You know, it's not often I take leave from my typical "oh god not this romantic crap" and hard-assery. Unfortunately, today I find myself sitting in front of the telly completely engrossed some heartwarming, romantic, vaguely melancholic movie. It can only be the magic of Christmas... I tell you I feel like a complete sap smiling at the telly at every vaguely romantic bit of dialogue in the movie. But even still, I watch this movie every time it's on the telly. There's something about it I love. It's probably just that it's a very hopeful, yet real movie. The little boy's naive, hopeful, lovestruck pursuit of the girl in his class. And as a contrast, the hopeless story about the man who fell in love with his best friend's bride to be. It... Well, it sorta makes Love seem like a pretty... Probable... Possible... Plausible... Yea I'll stop at plausable. Yes, because it makes Love seem like a plausible thing. |