the action movie that wasn't.

i love watching old movies on AMC. i especially love that on the bottom right corner of my tv screen is AMC's website so i don't have to expend the energy to google their site to see what's on. it's kind of awesome, the part where i can use my laptop to look up which movie i'm watching without having to really move very much. i appreciate that the tv people have found new ways to enable laziness.

i'm watching the high and the mighty, and the people in the plane that's about to crash into the water--the plane crash thing is an oddly recurring blog theme of late--they're talking to each other in that breathy way that actors in old movies do, right before the women start sobbing as if they're about to die, like, right now. and my favorite line ever: "howard? howard?! would you be sad if i drowned?" that's the same type of question i would ask! i should have been an actress!

john wayne just bitch-slapped his co-pilot, which was v. cool, but they're being all lame by landing safely in san francisco instead of in the ocean like i was promised. i feel kind of cheated. i wanted to see if the woman who didn't have any lines but cried every time anyone so much as looked her way would stop crying long enough to get in a life boat, and the kid who didn't wake up once during this entire loud and turbulent ordeal--whatever drugs he's on, i need some.