Last night we watched the movie, St. Vincent. Have you heard of it? Of course you haven’t. I don’t think anyone has.
Bill Murray. (Yes.)
Melissa McCarthy. (Yes.)
The cutest-little-boy-actor-ever, Jaeden Lieberher.
Chris O’Dowd. (Yes. Of Bridesmaids fame.)
Terrence Howard. (Hustle & Flow. “It’s hard out here for a pee-imp.”).
Naomi Watts. (Eh. Never been a huge fan.)
We watched the preview on AppleTV and thought, “Well, that looks entertaining and light. And since we’re bracing for our first hurricane* after a CATEGORY FOUR HURRICANE CHANGED OUR LIVES NINE MONTHS AGO and we could use some humor, let’s watch that.”
It was funny.
I’m naturally inclined to like Bill Murray and I want to be Melissa McCarthy’s friend, so for me this was a win/win.
It’s about a single-Mom, a grouchy neighbor, a cute-little-boy, a hot priest and a pregnant hooker.
I think I’ve said enough.
Go ahead. Rent it.
Did I mention it was only .99 cents? I’d have paid $3.99.
Hurricane Blanca is no Hurricane Odile. We’re getting wind and on again/off again rain. The hatches are battened. All is good. It’s hot and humid and overcast.