Watched Girl, Interrupted with my dad last night. I’d seen it before, but it had been a good while. I’d forgotten how much cursing was in it. Normally, I don’t really care, as I myself curse, and sometimes I curse a LOT. But I’d been watching Pitch Black right before Girl came on, and that had oh, maybe an eighth of the cursing Girl did. People were dying left and right, but everyone sounded intelligent, and rarely cursed. Girl had very little death, but they just would not stop with the fuckings. It just wearying, and in Winona Ryder’s case, it really seemed like she was saying it because she thought she should. Blyeh. Now I remember why I didn’t like the movie. ¬_¬

Anyway. My dad actually came in about half-way through the flick, and he wasn’t entirely sure what was happening, but it was funny, cause he thought Angelina Jolie’s character (or, as he called her, “the girl with the stringy hair”) seemed the sanest of the bunch….and was, therefore, the most mental. *grins* Sometimes, I really love the way my dad thinks.

sounds like n’sync, “the star-spangled banner”