I had a piece of cold pizza and about 7 Russell Stover's chocolates for dinner. It has been that kind of day.
Now I am watching Remember Me, again. This movie got dumped on because of the ending, but I really liked it. Admitedly I was initially drawn to it because of the panty-melter, but, as a viewer with such shallow expectations, I went into it expecting melted undergarments, and ended up laughing some, being genuinely impressed with the story, and moved by the ending. I prefer movies that make me ponder a bit, so this did not disappoint (on many levels).
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