Husband and I watched Pretty in Pink last night, because movies made in this decade have disappointed us too much and we're not ready to forgive them yet. Some of our reactions:
What is she wearing?
What's up with that hair?
It's not Matthew Broderick, it's Jon Cryer.
Who is that? I know that guy. What's he in?
What is he wearing?
What ever happened to her?
Oh my God, they're doing all this weird 80's stuff, only they're not being ironic about it.
Andrew Dice Clay is in this?!
I love this song!
It's not Matthew Broderick. It's Jon Cryer.
Stop poking each other in the face when you kiss!
I used to have the biggest crush on him.
It's Jon Cryer!
Look, the guy from Three and a Half Men and the guy from Blacklist are fighting. That's funny.
Yeah. It's totally not Matthew Broderick.
I still hate that guy's face.
How do you possibly take two ugly dresses, put them together and wind up with something even uglier?
Man, they wrapped up those plot points pretty nicely. Proof that all you need to get along in this world is a "can-do" attitude, Molly Ringwald's face, and some good tunes.
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