Well if anyone can defend a movie musical where every number is a tuneless internal monologue, the color is all washed out, and edited so that even though it has a normal running time, it feels like the movie lasts five hours - it’d be you, Daniel.
(At Chris’s door, a knock.)
CHRIS. Who’s there?
(Knocking continues.)
CHRIS. Yes?
(Yet more knocking.)
CHRIS (Walks to door and starts to open it). I said, who’s th—AAAAGH!
(CHRIS screams as Barbra Streisand’s Oscar and two Golden Globes for her work in Yentl rain blows upon his head.)
Fin.
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(At Chris’s door,...knock.) CHRIS. Who’s there? (Knocking continues.) CHRIS. Yes? (Yet...
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fireland said:
kindle lol
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girl-detective said:
Did it just get super gay in here or is it just me?
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