Option A: You talk, we listen, no pain. Option B: You don't talk, I remove your thumbs with my pliers, it will hurt.

Option C: I like to vary the details, but the punch line... you die.


In which I make a case for Mr. And Mrs. Smith being a great movie.

Once again - I'll state from the outset that it is NOT a landmark film.
But it's awfully good to stare at for a while.
And here's why:

1. Brad Pitt. It doesn't hurt to look at him for a couple of hours, does it?

2. Angelina. Ditto.

3. The wardrobe.

4. The house - prisitine and conservative on the outside, slick and evil on the inside.

5. I love all the little throw away lines. (I got Lucky.)

6. Brad is 43.

7. The scene in which they beat the crap out of each other is pretty damn funny.

8. Vince Vaughn isn't bad and he ended up sleeping with Jennifer Aniston and this is the movie where Brad met Angelina. There's a kind of cosmic circle there.

9. I love when Brad pees in the desert.

10. As homage to Butch Cassidy And The Sundance Kid, it's not bad.


[last lines]
John Smith: [at marriage counseling] Ask us the sex question.
Jane Smith: [whispers] John.
John Smith: [softly with his fingers out for ten] Ten.