... especially from the second row of a movie theater. Last night I caught Click with my BFF Natalie. Of course we were late (welcome to my life!), so we sat in the second row. I'm totally booking that appointment with the eye doctor today -- I think I'm friggin' blind. Anyway, the movie -- which opens this Friday -- was pretty good. Not all stupid-funny like I expected, though there were still fart jokes, natch. There was actually a touching storyline in there -- and Natalie shed some tears, which isn't that surprising. She's totally the friend who cries during like award show acceptance speeches. Back to Click, in addition to lots of David Hasselhoff action (when's the last time he was in a movie? anyone, anyone?), Sean Astin makes a speedy -- make that Speedo -- appearance. Gotta say the whole thing was especially horrific from the second row because his Speedo was as big as a hook and ladder fire truck.
I was traumatized... now you are too. Aren't I sweet?
