Keep Dreaming
For those of you who've survived to read my minuscule share of cyber "space" can spot the filmy undertones to most of the posts on here. It takes me a lot of mental resistance to keep it minimal but I'm for some reason one of those film smitten blokes. A conversation that involves me isn't really complete without a reference to a movie. I ain't one of those uber-cool guys who can pull off dialogues from a 1930's classic. I can't even remember the exact words that Rose told Jack when he was getting his one way ticket confirmed to the depths of the Atlantic. Despite the spectacularly low gray matter performance, I'd love to address myself as a movie buff. And I can put up a mighty tantrum if someone thinks otherwise. A couple of days ago I spent a good 10 bucks on a movie that fried the rest of what my cranial cavity held. Equipped with my pseudo film critic look I waited as the titles came on. They began explaining the modus operandi of how they got...