That was painful. Back to free thinking, yo? Or no. Well, of course, all my free thinking is of the clarifying sort, where tap dancing horses actually equate Justin Timberlake, and the whole grain, Ms. Cameron.
Not sure what my strange obsession is with this girl, until I saw The Holiday, I never really liked her. Too cute I'd guess, and for sure the best smiler. Must have been balanced some how by Titanic, though I still can't stand Jude Law. Too charming.
Perhaps it was the whole "I'm in love with you, but engaged in front of your face to another" that set them all free from my castrating glare. Except for Jude Law, again, too phony. But Timberlake, I just don't get the guy, and what keeps him from settling down properly.
Likely, a bunch of typical Hollywood excuses about the damaging limelight, and all that dang traveling. But a surfer girl, with that free spirit and hot body? Who broke my heart in absolute two with the whole "so what, SHE'S your girlfriend?" bugaloo?
Made me totally forget about Britney, for sure. Moms deserve their comebacks, don't get me wrong...and nothing more romantic to picture than the pedestal being restored with a final "I get you now". Probably too messy in the end.
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