Saturday, October 25, 2008

Feast of Bad Red Wine

I often vow never to watch another Morgan Freeman movie again. Guaranteed, there'll be a voiceover with kindly Morgan unraveling the events of the day and morals of man. In Feast of Love, he does just this and I gobble it up again (helps if you have wine). You kinda love him anyway and wish he were your grampa advising you against making adult videos with your boyfriend (FYI, Mom--Dish wouldn't dare!). It's okay if you fall in love with another girl, as Selma Blair does, leaving Greg Kinnear broken hearted. You have to jump back into love, Morgan urges. It's around this time my beef chow fun threatens to repeat. Sorry, Morg, but I'm no longer an advocate for love. If one has to be 40, might as well have (beef chow) fun. Feast on that!

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