2003-11-11

Hollywood is stalking me. No shit! The evidence is overwhelming. Observe: first of all, I saw The Human Stain the other week (review: ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha WHATEVER. That is all). In Nicole Kidman’s first scene, she is wearing exactly the same tank top I have, in exactly the same colour. (A reviewer actually had the audacity to give my tank top a bad review. Asshole.)

THEN, last weekend, I went to see In The Cut. (Dear Meg Ryan’s Boobies: Please go away. Love, Robin.) The bar scene that gets the action rolling takes place in one of the bars I went to last time I visited NYC. Now do you see? The movies are trying to tell me something! What could it be?

My guess is, “You dress badly and drink too much.”

Oh, and “You watch truly crap films.”