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Saw Femme Fatale last night with Krug, Chris, Joseph, Charlie, and Bill. Had dinner at Williamson's Brothers. I guess there's no reason to order anything other than the all you can eat deal. Anyways, Femme Fatale. It was.. interesting. The heist wasn't really slick. Though it gets huge bonus points for having hot lesbo sex as being essential to the robbery, as ridiculous that may be. And really, do people in Europe go to premieres like that?! She might as well be topless! The movie tries to be all fancy and artsy with the split screens and camera angles, but it just ends up being non-sensical. And it tries to go for one of those slick endings. Oh, and is it me, or do a lot of non-British European dudes look slimy? And kinda gay? I thought Uncle Jesse's wife had taken Banderas to a gay bar at first.

romeo + juliet

F/X is showing it right now. This story frustrates me so. Its like if people would think calmly and rationally and not go off half cocked before they've gotten all the facts and thought things through, everything would be all cool. But I guess love isn't supposed to be rational or logical. But really, they're all, "if I can't be with them, I'll kill myself!" That's crazy talk! Must people be so damn fatalistic?