I got to the Red Lion around 10:55 that morning to hold down a table until some friends showed up for the Champions League final. I show up and there’s a line of about 15 dudes out front, at least six of them very obviously Actual Europeans. I did not know the bar didn’t open until 11, but when they told me that was the case, I guess I wasn’t surprised.
Anyway, doors open and me and the 14 other…
I’m not sure how to articulate this, but Kirsten Dunst does a perfect midwest smile.
Their accents verge on Irish sometimes, but that’s more just a fascinating observation about how British English influenced American English. Similar to how the typical southern drawl sounds like a posh British accent if you change up the cadence a bit.
Third time, still fucks!!
Finally got Britt in the theater to watch. We were late and missed the first few minutes, but it’s all good cause I had that part memorized. I don’t think she heard anything when we got in though because I was howling and barking at the screen the whole time.
You’re allowed to do this in the United States.
E: over the past couple days since seeing this, I’ve flip-flopped between 2.5 and 3. I knew nothing about this movie going into it, much like I did barbarian. Somehow I escaped the marketing machine that’s hyped this movie up so much. So I feel like I’m an unbiased viewer, because I was disappointed independently of being let down by the anticipation manufactured by its trailers and press run.. if that…
