Sunday, March 13, 2011
a hatred i gained in dublin
how the shit god damn hell did they manage to make high fidelity into an sub-par american film when, as a british novel which i almost slightly enjoyed, the most perplexing aspect wasn't the title and the melodramatic sarcasm was clever and endearing rather than embarrassing. JACK BLACKS WORDS ARE POISON.
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