The Brothers Bloom

(and not what loves you back)
The Brothers Bloom

i thought i had seen movies that shook me to my core; that made me have realizations that i thought were monumental. i just finished Rachel Getting Married and my eyes are red and puffy, my head aches and my stomach is grumbling because it was a roller-coaster of sorts, but it was an incredible experience. i'm not going to go too deep into this, but this movie made me acknowledge things that i forgot were waiting to be acknowledged, and while it sucks, and while i feel a bit more weight on my shoulders, i feel good. it's a great movie for sisters and a great movie for people who have dealt with big things. it's not delicate, it's very honest and, despite everything i have said about the oscars and benjy b. and slumdawg, this movie should have been nominated, and it should have won. and i swear to god, had there been no scenes of a crying dad i would have been fine. crying dads get me everytime. and btw, i didn't know this before i saw it, but the guy from TV on the Radio plays the groom (and he does a REALLY good job). cooooool.
i'm currently watching the Golden Globes red carpet thing on E! and i'm realizing how much i miss dressing up. while i still indulge in big jewelry on a day to day basis, i've yet to have a legitimate reason to wear a gorgeous dress. maybe i should have joined a sorority after all...


whenever i'm home for any reason, whether it be a weekend to get away from idiots or month long breaks, i watch movie after movie and read book after book. had i been reading more recent books i would write mini reviews of those. but i've been catching up on the classics, and i highly recommend "The Winter of Our Discontent" by John Steinbeck. it's AMAZING. i think it's my new favorite book.




when i woke up today at 12:30 to a wonderful phone call about what drank i would like to have purchased for me tonight, i looked out my window and saw gray skies. not sure what's wrong with me but seeing gray skies made me the happiest i've been all week. i was feeling a bit more healthy after being plagued with a cold for the duration of the week and i decided to treat myself to a day off doing what i do best, watching movies.
the darjeeling limited has to be one of the best movies to wake up to. vivid colors, an exciting culture, adrien brody and jason schwartzman and natalie portman, a highly enjoyable soundtrack and lots of prescription drug abuse. but what got me most were the colors. bright colors and sparkly things are like magnets. i'm automatically drawn to them and, if they are buyable, i will buy them. with this film though, wes anderson's style is extremely attractive to me. especially with the indian colors. i could go on and on about colors but they are beyond describable. i wouldn't do them justice.