What's Next?

Last week someone suggested I see August Rush, so that's what I did last night. The person who thought I'd like it was spot on. It was sappy and unrealistic but involved music and passion and although I would have preferred more Julliard stuff, it was a perfect movie to watch late on a Sunday night.

I will say however, it would have been nice if the director had done a better job of aging the main characters. Perhaps some Felicity hair for the pre-baby scenes to make the distinction that a decade had gone by, maybe?

My method with Netflix is to never check what's next in the queue. That way it will always be a fun surprise when the movie comes in the mail. Sounds lame, but it totally works.