Sunday, March 24, 2013

In a hotel bed watching The Blind Side

I'm not saying The Blind Side is a good movie; I'm just saying I found joy in the act of sitting in a hotel bed and watching it, and potentially more joy in turning it off at a particularly racist scene (when he goes back to find his birth mother and the drug dealers give him a forty and talk nasty about his white sister) and pulling the covers up and going to sleeeeep.

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