It was in the mid eighties yesterday. Lovely but hazy. Even a little humid, which smells and feels great. I'm noticing trees and bushes beginning to bud. I'm pretty sure I killed all my lilacs when I pruned them last fall. By "pruned" I mean chopped the Effing hell out of them. No biggie, they weren't exactly thriving, hence the chopping.
I got a lot of work done, ran a ton of errands and by six thirty, felt like collapsing. So I did. As usual, this took place in front of my tv.
We got two discs from netflix. One was an old (1992) Showtime feature called The Red Shoe Diaries, which I put on my list for no other reason than that it starred a then unknown actor by the name of
David Duchovny.
Seriously, do I need another reason? I didn't think so.
Anyway...dumbest movie I've seen in years. It's about a girl who is in love with rich, successful architect (Duchovny) who wants to marry her. What else can she possibly do but have a nameless affair with the hunky construction worker she literally falls on in the street. Hot Jackhammer Opererator (don't you just love cinematic symbolism?) also works part time in a shoe store. HJO falls madly in love with the mystery minx and stalks her, discovering intimate details like where she lives and works and what her name is. She feels so guilt ridden about cheating on her lovely fiance that she does the only logical thing; commits suicide.
Because, who wouldn't choose death over these
two guys?
Like I said; Dumbest movie I've seen in years.
BUT the last half hour made the first hour and fifteen minutes worth laughing through. The silly wench of the piece offs herself to avoid the embarrassment of riches her life has become, but she forgets to destroy the diary, into which she has committed the lurid, graphic details of her sordid little adventure and naturally her heartbroken fiance finds it and reads it. He decides to take revenge on the Hunky Shoe Salesman by.....
wait for it....
KICKING HIS ASS AT ONE ON ONE.
HAHAHAHAHAHHAAAAA!!!!!! OMG, SERIOUSLY!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAHHHAAAAAA!!!!!
The basketball game, played by our two shirtless heroes in an appropriately atmospheric warehouse is an absolute masterpiece of a female fantasy.
Totally worth the price of a rental.
