There is a commercial for some sort of medical alerting device that amuses me to no end. An old lady is sprawled on the floor, I think her wheelchair is nearby, I don't remember. She says "Help. I've fallen and I can't get up." For all the urgency and pain in her voice she might as well be talking about the church bake sale
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I want to live in the magical bizarro world where Dim Sum is the equivalent of eating fresh green salad with non-fat unsalted dressing. Next time if either of us are in each other's neck of the woods we'll have to go yumcha together!
There's something that's so much more hard edged about JRM in comparison to young Elvis. Jonathan is so much more slinky and cunning whereas young E had kind of a baby faced naive sensuality behind the grinding hips persona.
Oh so true. As I was watching the movie, I kept thinking about how incredibly naive and goody two shoes young Elvis was. JRM--bless his handsome heart--acted valiantly I think, but there was something off. Also, Elvis' mama? Soooo creepy. I was happy to see Robert Patrick in the movie too.
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