In happier news. I saw Superman Returns on Wednesday. Seriously it was like being 8 again and watching the original for the millionth time. The first time Superman flew across the screen I squeed like the annoying fangirl that I am. That Brandon guy really did a good job. He managed to do the Superman thing without looking like an idiot in tights. But it was how he did Clark Kent that made me a happy bopper by the end. He was cute and likeable while being a complete dork all at the same time. There's a scene were Lois and Richard (her boyfriend) seemed to be close to guessing who Superman really is. Clark does this "looks around the room, spots them, waves geeky-ly and grins" thing that just melted my heart. Becuase, of course, he was listening to them talk from across the room.
'Course the four 14-year-olds behind us managed to ruin many of the great moments by saying things like "What's with his hair?" or "His skin is, like, perfect. Creepy" but mostly it was just *gigglegigglesnortlaugh* I finally got them to shut up by trying around and telling them to stuff it. Yes, I know, I vowed never to be "that person" but they were ruining Superman for me!
PotC:2 in 4 days! I need to make a trip to the Dollarama for an eyepatch.
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