Last night, my roommate and I had a Christmas rom-com double feature. We started out the evening with Love Actually and then moved on to The Holiday. While we were watching the movie, my roommate typed up our reactions to the movie so that we could share them with the blog.
(NB: A good alternate title for this post would be “A Good Catholic Girl watches rom-coms, gets frustrated with modern morality, and swears a lot.”)
How many lobsters WERE present at the birth of Jesus?
How do you actually get a job doing [what Jack and Judy do]? How much do you get paid to do this job?
Natalie swears: shit, shit, fuck, piss it, fuck, fucking,
How do you hide that many people in your church? And their instruments! Unless…do they know all these people?
WHO cheats on Colin Firth with THAT guy?
/who cheats on Colin Firth?!
What do you do when your friend acts like….. Colin Frissell
what prompts Harry to ask Sarah about her love life, exactly.
WHAT is Harry’s deal? He cheats on his wife…
What made Colin think that Wisconsin was a fantastic place?
whooo says stuff like that to a married man? if I was drunk, I MIGHT say that to [this single bloke I know]
what is she wearing?
Who labels their launderette?
Thomas Brodie-Sangster was 13 years old, playing an 11-year-old who looked about 7. Six? (“9” according to Cecilia)
“No one’s in love when they’re eleven! No one!”
What does Harry/Sarah/Karl’s business actually do?
How come we don’t ALL have Prime Minister Hugh Grant around when we go through a breakup?
Does Daniel have nothing better to do with his life than worry about an 11-year-old’s love life? I mean, come on!
Who cares what language you speak? He’s Colin Fucking Firth! Just snuggle!
Who would elect Billy Bob Thornton president of anything?!
(Well, who would elect Hugh Grant prime minister of anything?)
Why is she wearing that suit? That suit is weird.
I would love to know what his Aunt Mildred looks like.
Why are you a douche-canoe?
Her dress is weird.
Why are you talking?! Your personal life is not politics.
How is Billy Bob Thornton afraid of antique furniture? How is anyone afraid of antique furniture?
How do you sit?