Watching Michael Clayton for the umpteenth time and am once again impressed by how good he is, and how effortless he makes it look. Yet it can't be easy to play "Shiva, the God of Death."
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
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This is a truly great movie. And he is particularly fantastic.
ReplyDeleteI'm probably the only female you'll ever meet who cannot stand Clooney. I think he's a smarmy ass and nothing I've ever seen him in will disabuse me of that notion.
ReplyDeleteI'm in a small club on this, I know.