Yesterday was Cinema Sunday. Very nice, very nice indeed. However, I am so over the Australian brunch thing. Next weekend, we have to find a different brunch place.
We met up with J and Cookie. Cookie is known as “B” on J’s blog, but her nickname is Cookie and Cookie fits her to a T. So, even though she hates it, Cookie it is.
So, not only was it Cinema Sunday, it was Verkaufsoffener Sonntag in Frankfurt. Yes, you heard me. Most of the shops were open. My fingers were itching to sign a credit card receipt. Sadly, Tiffany and Co. was closed. Sparky wasn’t so sad. I pressed my face to the bulletproof glass and saw many sparklies. I even knocked and asked them to open up, but no one was home. I made due with a Starbucks coffee.
Now, the thing that struck me was that this lady has the most perfect boobs. Please note she’s not even wearing a bra! How does one get heft and perk without a bra?? We walked by this store multiple times and I just could not stop staring. Seriously, I know she’s plastic, but I think it’s a small price to pay to have those sweater kittens. I tried to imagine a world where those were mine and let me tell you It. Is. A. Great. Place.
On a less envious note, Capote and The Inside Man were great. Capote was fabulous and can’t imagine that Phillip Seymour Hoffman could have NOT gotten an Oscar. He was great. Inside Man – great heist flick. I am always up for a good heist.
I’m starting to get over Denzel. He’s starting to become a Hugh Grant where every character he plays is actually the same character on a different day. When was the last time he played something other than a cop or do-gooder? Man on Fire was fabu, but everything else lacks that sparkle. I can see the actor behind his characters and I don’t like my actors that way. Give me a real good illusion. Lie to me, I like it. That’s why I pay the big money, right?
On a sour note, the Turm has replaced their candy supplier. What does this mean in the great scope of Cinema Sunday? NO Swedish Fish. It’s really the only reason to go to the Turm other than current movies in English. I suppose its just another disappointment on the long road of life.
If only I could find a Swedish fish provider on my own, I could go to the movies and eat my fish too. With luck and strategy like that I could rule the world. AAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH.
I have to go work out now.