One-Word Reviews

Fantasia.

Gentle.

Verne-der-ful.

Over-weighted.

St’absinthe.

Devastating!
(fortunately, thanks to the power of the google machine, I found out this morning that the wicked were punished.)

“HoneyGodMadeMeNoah”
(runner up: “OhGod!YouMorganFreeman”)

I tried to find the one word. I considered: “Wow.” “Exhausting.” “Epic.” Maybe “lovely” would have done the trick. Because it was a lovely movie, only slightly marred by the fact that the 20-something lady in the seat immediately to my right kept shouting “yes!” at unexpected moments. “Yes!” she shouted, wearing an inappropriately fancy red dress. Very disturbing.
The third in a trio, this one — American Graffiti, Dazed and Confused, and now Super Bad. Three slices of poetry. A story told overnight about childhood’s super goodbye.
Afterthought: D&C and SB were primarily from the guy’s perspective. Are we due for the 17-year-old girl’s take on the last day of school? Or has that been done and it just didn’t hit my radar?

Intriguing.

Woof.