DELOR.ES.DEFACTO

The best part of Becoming Jane is my new found crush… James McAvoy. He’s like Edward Norton crossed with Topher Grace with the voice of Ewan McGregor. I remember seeing his cutie patootie ass all over The Last King of Scotland and deciding I liked him then. I don’t know what it is in the water in Scotland that makes these hottie little guys, but I need to take a trip and find out for myself. They produce some fine looking boys to gush over at the movies: Scottish Film Actors.
Anne Hathaway did a fine job but at first her accent was sort of pissing me off. She doesn’t say much at the beginning and for the love of God, even if it is a British movie, could they please add some subtitles of something? If they aren’t saying “shite” or “See you next Tuesday” (thank you Sex and the City for coming up with that one) then I have no freaking clue what they’re talking about. I need some help now and again just to watch Ab Fab. It’s like trying to learn French and then trying to speak to a Parisian. You can catch some of the words but the whole conversation is fast and unclear. Enunciate for God’s sake, would you people, please?! Anyway, the movie was good and I loved the story. I know it’s horrible for an English major who has taken this many Victorian Literature classes (especially when my favorite professor is the Victorian Literature professor in the department) to say but, I just never got into the women’s literature stuff in that time period. The Austen — Bront