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There are two songs that always put me a good mood. 1) Katrina and the Waves “Walkin’ on Sunshine” –my favorite sing-along song and 2) Follow Through, by Gavin DeGraw. It’s actually playing right now, from a co-workers desk, and I just felt a burst of can-do-it spirit and creativity while sitting here at my desk . . . it’s totally because of that song. I think because I associate that song with walking home from my old job, on a day when I was feeling optimistic and everything was just great. It was probably September or October, and I don’t think it was sunny—in fact, I think it was starting to rain. But for whatever reason, life was good. Or maybe I am bipolar.
One thing I never mentioned here was seeing “Vantage Point” at the theater while in Florida. I’ve never seen a movie that I just FORGOT about faster than that thing. (That’s the movie that keeps showing “the President” getting shot from various vantage points of people in the crowd). Thing is, they keep rewinding it to show the same scene more than once—people in the theater began to audibly groan when they realized we’d have to see it again. And it’s just blah. Boring, ridiculous, tons of plot holes. I didn't care about any of the characters—and actively disliked ones that I was "supposed to" care about. I couldn’t stand Forrest Whitaker or that little girl he kept chasing around. She was eight years old and she couldn’t stay out of the middle of the busy, traffic-filled streets?
Anyway, don’t waste your time or money. We discussed the movie for about 2 minutes in the car headed home and then I completely forgot I’d even seen it. Most movies I see I at least think about a few times the next day. This one? Not once. It’s earns my award for “most forgettable movie ever.”
One thing I never mentioned here was seeing “Vantage Point” at the theater while in Florida. I’ve never seen a movie that I just FORGOT about faster than that thing. (That’s the movie that keeps showing “the President” getting shot from various vantage points of people in the crowd). Thing is, they keep rewinding it to show the same scene more than once—people in the theater began to audibly groan when they realized we’d have to see it again. And it’s just blah. Boring, ridiculous, tons of plot holes. I didn't care about any of the characters—and actively disliked ones that I was "supposed to" care about. I couldn’t stand Forrest Whitaker or that little girl he kept chasing around. She was eight years old and she couldn’t stay out of the middle of the busy, traffic-filled streets?
Anyway, don’t waste your time or money. We discussed the movie for about 2 minutes in the car headed home and then I completely forgot I’d even seen it. Most movies I see I at least think about a few times the next day. This one? Not once. It’s earns my award for “most forgettable movie ever.”
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