OK - D and I watched Fight Club last night. I've already seen it a few times. I went to bed early because, well, I was tired. This morning, he told me he hated it. FIGHT CLUB. He hated it!
I think I have to reassess our entire relationship. I mean, what kind of person doesn't LOVE Fight Club?!?!?
"We just had a near-life experience," "I am Jack's smirking revenge." I can only dream of being such a good writer.
IMDB rates it #22 out of the top 250 movies. Almost 300,000 people gave it an average rating of 8.7 on a scale of 10.
I suppose it takes guts to admit you hate a movie that everyone loves. Like in In and Out with Kevin Kline when all the old ladies are sharing their deep dark secrets and one says, "I'll say it right out loud; I HATED the Bridges of Madison County."
(I don't want to talk about not getting my dream job that I interviewed for this week, so this seems like a good way to avoid it...)
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Wow. That truely does take some clankers.
No fear. No distractions. The ability to let that which does not matter truly slide.
On a large enough time line, the survival rate for everyone will drop to zero.
His name was...
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