I have never been a fan of the 80s. The fashion, the music, the style; all have an unappealing veneer. Tron: Legacy made me rethink my prejudice. As part of an 80s tribute band, her combined lampooning and nostalgia for the decade made her preoccupation infectious. The band’s technological twisted remixing of the era’s classics was enthralling. I was astonished to find my foot tapping and the need to say “radical.” Though the update needed some more polishing, a craving for more was felt after their set.
True Grit looked really good from afar but plain up close. There’s nothing wrong with a plain woman, especially one with her wit. Her western drawl was very sexy. She came from good parents and had a lot of potential. I went out with her and it was everything I imagined it would be. She made me laugh. She made me excited. But something just didn’t seem right though. Our night together was intimate, yet she was somehow distracted, like she was musing about something more but never bothered to tell me what. I was ultimately happy with our evening but I couldn’t help feeling like something was missing.
