Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Oh, The Tragedy of It All.
While watching Hitchcock's 'Rebecca' (Masterpiece Theatre, bitches.), I take notice that whenever a heroine is faced with a problem, be it impending doom or abusive husbands, instead of solving the problem somehow, or running away, they fling themselves onto their beds in a dead, fishlike fashion. -fwoomp- I have decided as of today, I will no longer rationally think over my problems. No, instead i am adopting this new strategy and will go limp and fishy in my tragedy.
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Rebecca won the Oscar for best picture in 1941, beating out such great films as "The Grapes of Wrath", "Our Town", "The Great Dictator", and "The Philadelphia Story". What a badass year for movies.
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