It's too late to apologize. It's too late...

Yes, this association is entirely due to those stupid commercials.

I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad.

The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had.

This movie is...terrible (don't ever see the Director's Cut if you value your soul. I don't want to be like "Richard Kelly is A HACK. A HACK I SAY," because he's totally trying, but his movies are awwwwfuuuuuul.), but I still like Jake Gyllenhaal in it a whole lot. It could not have been easy to pull that shit off and make his character somewhat believable and sympathetic.

music-movies

I got soul, but I'm not a soldier.
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier.
I got soul, but I'm not a soldier.
(of course. And yes, the movie's as terrible as you've heard. Though I loved Sarah Michelle Gellar, and this part was pretty awesome.)

I think I hear the king falling down, down, down.

Zooey Deschanel is fucking worship-worthy in this movie. It sucks that she's against two even stronger performances, Scarlett's and Uma's, that year.

music-movies #2.

Everywhere I go,
I get slandered. Libel.
I hear words I never heard in the Bible...

experiment #1

Someone to hold you too close.
Someone to hurt you too deep.
Someone to sit in your chair
To ruin your sleep --

If drinking coffee is your idea of really cool, you can't expect no crazy chick to notice you.

So I'm thinking about this thing where I put my IPod on shuffle, then post a song lyric at the top and a picture of the movie it reminds me of on the bottom. The only problem...I lack creativity and everything reminds me of Lost in Translation.