Beauty and the Beast is a Disney classic beloved by millions, including myself. I always identified with the quirky Belle and her love of books. It had been many years since I sat down and watched the movie in its entirety, but recently, it has replaced Frozen in my home. Thus, I now watch it on a daily basis, and, predictably, I have taken issue with some key details of the film. Continue reading
I recently re-read Me Before You by JoJo Moyes. It’s admittedly a saptastic cry-fest, but I loved it. Yeah, it had romance, but it was good, proving that “romance” and “good” can coexist. Lulled into this false sense of security, I decided to try out Nicholas Sparks’ The Choice. The novel was recently made into a movie – as all Nicholas Sparks books are – and the previews are catered towards people that enjoy crying. Looking for a good cry myself, I certainly found it in The Choice, but not for the reasons I was hoping. I cried because of this sixth sense I have that enables me to constantly locate the worst books ever written. Continue reading
Check out Two Girls One Show as we wrap-up our season-long discussion of American Horror Story: Hotel!
The day is almost here. The day I’ve been awaiting for months and months and months. This Monday, 11/22/63 debuts on Hulu. I finished the novel for the second time last night, so I am fully prepared and cautiously optimistic that James Franco won’t ruin it. I’m also scared, as this mini-series will be treading on sacred ground. Stephen King is my favorite author, and 11/22/63 just so happens to be one of my favorite books of all time. That’s a lot of “favorites” in one sentence. Therefore, if JJ Abrams desecrates the book with the show, I will be very loudly airing my grievances here. Continue reading
It’s time for another thrilling installment of ’90s movie night. Although there were some heavy contenders this week, the obvious quickly revealed itself: Keanu Reeves. Al Pacino. Mediocre literary references. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you The Devil’s Advocate. Continue reading
Since my child has entered toddlerhood, I’ve found that the majority of my time is spent watching Frozen. I’ve gone through the stages of grief several times over regarding the inevitable permanence of this film in my life. I’m not sure that this is what Dr. Kubler-Ross had in mind when she outlined the process, but it is entirely applicable to my mourning. Continue reading
Unfortunately for all of us, American Horror Story returns from its brief hiatus this week. Catch up on previous episodes with my wonderful bestie, Trey, and, of course, little old me.
The ’90s were an amazing time in cinematic history. Let’s face it, filmmakers will never top the decade that gifted us with such treasures as The Bodyguard, Con Air, and Nell. Recently, I have mandated that movie nights in our home consist purely of films from this era. It makes for some good times. This is how I was introduced to Point Break. One of the more recent victims of the Hollywood trend to remake all that is sacred, the original Point Break stands on its own for a number of reasons. I have not seen the updated version, but I am here to tell you that I don’t need to. And neither do you. Continue reading
I could not get into this book at all. I tried and tried and tried, and by then I was halfway through, so I begrudgingly dragged myself through the rest of it. Continue reading
As readers, we all know the euphoria of one-more-chapter books. These glorious novels have been few and far between for me in recent years, so when I find one, I treasure it. The Bazaar of Bad Dreams is Stephen King’s latest collection of short stories. I may be a tad bit biased, since Stephen King is my spirit animal. That being said, Bazaar left me spending many nights chasing after that elusive last chapter. Continue reading