its not about the words
"... u say it best when u say nuthin at all ... " Ronan Keating couldnt have been more right.
saw KingKong last night. must add that it was one of the most romantic movies i have seen in a very long time (2 weeks actually, had rented the movie LoveStory). Kingkong was a poignant tale of the unstated love between a beauty and the beast ... something for the ol' fashioned romantics like me. was dressed totally in black from head to toe, hoping some beauty would fall for this beast too ...
was glad i dint take a girl with me ... well i wouldnt want her to see me crying (isnt there something abt boys not crying). it was so moving, there were tears in my eyes. my favourite part in the movie is when kingkong tries a little tango on the frozen lake in central park and when kingkong slipped off the empire state building, the tears just wouldnt stop. Naomi was so bloody beautiful (it killed me too).
what can u say abt a love that was so tangible, yet unstated. wished i was a poet or some such chappie who could put what i felt in some really eloquent words. but the movie made me realise that its not about the words.
sure enough " ... it was the beauty that killed the beast."
saw KingKong last night. must add that it was one of the most romantic movies i have seen in a very long time (2 weeks actually, had rented the movie LoveStory). Kingkong was a poignant tale of the unstated love between a beauty and the beast ... something for the ol' fashioned romantics like me. was dressed totally in black from head to toe, hoping some beauty would fall for this beast too ...
was glad i dint take a girl with me ... well i wouldnt want her to see me crying (isnt there something abt boys not crying). it was so moving, there were tears in my eyes. my favourite part in the movie is when kingkong tries a little tango on the frozen lake in central park and when kingkong slipped off the empire state building, the tears just wouldnt stop. Naomi was so bloody beautiful (it killed me too).
what can u say abt a love that was so tangible, yet unstated. wished i was a poet or some such chappie who could put what i felt in some really eloquent words. but the movie made me realise that its not about the words.
sure enough " ... it was the beauty that killed the beast."
posted by Balls at 11:40 PM
2 Comments:
totally agree there. it does now. i seriously had no desire to see it b4, but just knowing it moved you to tears, well hell, i have to see it now. also, women who think a man can cry is sexy, trust me. and if you don't cry, no biggie either, just do not make a huge deal if she does the choken sobbing kinda of crying. or make fun of it, cuz that is way unsexy, and she may never look at you again. thanks for the eminem tip, my daughter will be delighted!!
dang it, and i am soooooo happy he was SMILING!!!!!
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