Saturday, April 24

13 going on ... 28

13 Going on 30 was so freaking cute. And I'm not just saying that because I am incapable of growing up. Though I am. Jennifer Garner really channeled her inner child for this one, and I don't know if it was all the kickin' '80s tunes or what, but I wasn't annoyed. Mark Ruffalo took a marked departure from his semi-dark, mostly depressing turns in In the Cut and You Can Count on Me, and pulled off the best-friend-turned-love-of-her-life rather well. (Despite his lack of angst, I'd still sleep with him.)

When the movie started, the first strains of "Head Over Heels" came on and I nudged my little sister and said, "Bangles?" "No." "Bananarama?" "No." "Go-Go's?" Yes! Sad that my little sister knows the '80s better than I do, but I was both pleased and frightened to discover that I still know all the words to "Ice Ice Baby." How do I know this? Well, I kinda ran out and bought the soundtrack immediately upon leaving the theater. I had to hear "Love is a Battlefield," people! I love Pat Benatar.

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