So, this is my life.

And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I'm still trying to figure out how that could be.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

juno what i mean?

okay, i've kept my mouth closed about this for long enough. i can't hold it in any longer. i just feel like screaming:


i assumed that once it was out of theaters, people would stop talking about it. WRONG. it's gone from most parts of the theater world, yet people still talk about it. emmy nominations? exqueeze me? baking powder?

that lesbian girl, ellen somethingorother, gave such a terrible performance. it was definitely some of the worst acting i've ever seen, with the exception of allison janney's performance. i love her, and i don't care that she always plays the same role (snarky mother type - LOVED her in Drop Dead Gorgeous. loved!). oh, and i kinda liked jennifer garner, but was she really acting, or was she just being her needy, baby-craving self?

what's worse is that now people are listening to the soundtrack. can you believe that?? the SOUNDTRACK! my least favorite part about the entire film was the music. it was another of only two times in my life that i wished i were deaf (the first time was when a really obese kid sat behind me in high school english and, bless his blocked-artery heart, he couldn't help but fat-breathe. fat-breathers are some of my worst enemies. it just sounds like strained, subtly weezy breathing that avoids the nasal passage completely and grates against the tongue. like a shovel against the sub-snow sidewalk cement. ughhhhh.)

ANYWAY, the soundtrack was horrible, and now people are passing it around like it's the latest album from the new pornographers or some other trashy punk band that i've actually never heard but have seen pop up on people's iPods and myspace pages.

THAT SAID, i have to say that there is one part of the film that i very much enjoyed, which is basically why i began writing, but i lost track . . .

i loved the part where juno realizes she loves bleeker and goes to find him at track practice:

juno: I think I'm, like, in love with you.
bleeker: You mean as friends?
juno: No, I mean, like, for real. 'Cause you're, like, the coolest person I've ever met, and you don't even have to try, you know...
bleeker: I try really hard, actually.


just that one part.

check this ish out:

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