Also,

Oh God, until I read that site's Funny Aneurysm Moments, it didn't even occur to me how fucking sad it'll be to watch Love Actually again and see poor Liam Neeson as a man mourning over his wife's death. Oh God. Oh God. (curls up in a corner, cries everywhere)

So Liam Neeson

is like weirdly professorial-y hot in Kinsey right? I'm not just dirty-minded?

Of course, I don't need to talk about Peter Sarsgaard there. Goddamn, he's hot. He's like a sex slug (I may have made this analogy before, and I'm pretty sure I read it somewhere else, I'm not that clever); he just leaves behind a big ol' visible trail of sex wherever he goes, even despite the fact that we all now know he's not all that gifted... heh.

Happy birthday Schindler & the Scoop solution

Happy happy birthday Liam Neeson, AKA Oskar Schindler and Alfred Kinsey. Oh, and Aslan. And Daniel. And Qui-Gonn (ew). And Jean Valjean (he was PERFECT). And Michael Collins. The guy plays a lot of God/Jesus figures, doesn't he? For good reason. He's amazing. Yay!

I'm watching Scoop on TV and I discovered why everyone except me hated it. Scarlett Johansson's character, Sondra Pransky, is basically written as a somewhat drunk, somewhat slutty, female Woody Allen. She delivers her lines almost too perfectly - they are really really Woody-esque. It sounds totally bizarre for Woody Allen stuttering to be coming out of Scarlett Johansson's mouth. The movie is good though! Seriously! Watch it again!