Sunday, November 18, 2007

"Wear it until you love it!"

It's the best line of The Man in the Iron Mask starring several iron men of stage and screen -- and they all had supermodel locks. Sweet Princess DiCaprio screams this dialogue at his twin brother whom he banishes to his iron face guard. Don't know if Louis XIV would have ever said this, but with a Titanic superstud in the mix, you gotta take liberties--lots of 'em. Dish watched the above mentioned film while elipticizing at the gym. It's the only thing that got me through, as craptacious it was. Funny how Malkie tries so hard to show emotion when his son dies. Hee hee. I love it when men fake cry in movies...

In other news, Dish continues a love affair with the memory of Gene Kelly in today's viewing of Xanadu. BF feels it's a travesty that this was Kelly's last movie. But was it so bad? The only thing that really merits a hand-full of peanut butter thrown at the screen is Michael Beck, though even his bad acting is fun to mock. Why does John Malkovich get such praise for his monotonous line delivery and Michael Beck such derision? A question for the ages. In the meantime, who can resist this smile?

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