DH and I cannot wait to see Walk the Line. Aside from the fact that Johnny Cash is relentlessly cool, Walk the Line is getting raves for its performances. No surprise there--Reese Witherspoon is so Type A she does everything well, and you have Joaquin Phoenix. That's practically all you need. He's memorable in everything he does, and not just because of that insanely beautiful light eyes-dark hair-brooding thing he has going on. I've been following this guy since he was still going by "Leaf" (remember SpaceCamp?). Parenthood--odd teenager with the paper bag. To Die For--creepy teenager with a Suzanne Stone obsession. Gladiator--not many people can hold their own onscreen with Russell Crowe, but he does it in Oscar-nominated style as the slimy emporer Commodus. Signs--"Swing away, Merrill" and that aluminum foil hat! The Village--just try not to melt when he finally breaks down and tells Ivy he loves her. And now, the Man in Black himself. Quite a body of work. Quite a body, actually. Yum.
DINNER LIST: WAYNE BRADY
Although Wayne Brady is incredibly talented and cute, there's no way I could put him on the dinner list. WAY too close to cradle-robbing. I became acquainted with Wayne when he was still in high school, so there's no way I could go the "Don't Stand So Close to Me" route with him, even if he is a grown man with kids now. Just too Mary Kay LeTorneau, thankyouverymuch. On the other hand, I'd be happy to cook him dinner, laugh my head off as he does impressions, and do some improv.
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