Tilda Swinton is just the ginchiest

I saw Chronicles of Narnia this afternoon with mom and Lisa. When I first saw the previews for it on TV, I was spellbound and wanted to see it. Recently I read some reviews that made me change my mind. This morning when Lisa asked if I wanted to go, I said, no. “Geez Donna, it’s just two hours out of your day and you would make mom and me so happy if you came.” You can’t argue with that so I painted my eyelids purple and pulled on my black leather jacket and followed them out the door. Movies have really come along way with these newfangled computer-generated special effects. I enjoyed the movie but it didn’t hit me in any profound way. It was just okay. Give me a screwball comedy from the 30’s. Or some 50’s film noir. A Doris Day D.F. or something French or Swedish or Italian. That’s what gets my heart pumping. Still, it was nice spending the afternoon with Lisa and mom. And I really got a kick out of watching the little girl sitting a row ahead of me swoon over the movie. She really liked it.