oh yeah. i watched a fat load of movies within the last fewish days.

my sister and i are addicted to Frank Capra movies. the black 'n' white, the old-fashioned dialogue, the wholesome 1940s americanismismism. i am in love with these movies.

two nites ago, we watched three in a row, on some movie channel that we never even touch. we watched all of 'em and went to bed at 3am.

it's a wonderful life
you can't take it with you (dear pwers: THIS IS THE PLAY WE SAW AT SAINTS :O :O :O)
mr. smith goes to washington

i dont know how these manage to wrench my heart & insides every time i watch. they make me want to weep in inspiration and hug something in utter joy at once. watch them watch them watch them.

james stewart is awesome.