(or, How to Cry Your Eyes Out on a Friday Night).
If you haven’t seen this movie, and apparently no one I know has, it will take you a decade or two back in time and you will spend the entire time you are trying to watch it thinking things like Holy Crap! That totally reminds me of the time we swore there was no concert on Earth we would drive all the way to New York city for except the Sisters of Mercy, who had been safely broken up for years, and we all solemnly agreed and then a week later the Sisters announced a reunion show in New York City so we took a three day road trip in a Geo Metro.
I suggest getting together with those kids you hung out with in college, a couple of bottles of wine, and a large supply of tissues.
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