I found more evidence related to this there as well, which was very pleasing. I was wondering who they had gotten to play the grown-up John Conner. When I was 12 and the second one came out, I had a full-on love affair in my 12-year-old mind with Edward Furlong, and he still has a fond place in my heart, even though Justin says that now he is a pussy. I don't know, it's up for debate I guess.
So I was all disappointed when the camera fell on Nick Stahl.
Ahem. Nick Stahl.
I'm all, "Who the fuck is this melvin?" and felt mildly disappointed. Justin had just told me that the reviewers on NPR had said that this movie evoked a depth of human emotion or some shit like that, and I sort of wanted my depth of emotion to be for someone hot.
But anyway, as the movie wore on and I started to really like John Conner's character, I started to think he was cute. And then by the time me and Justin were leaving the theater, I was all "who was that guy? He is so hot!!" Justin protested that he was wimpy (I didn't want to point out the similarities in their body types) but I was all... "I'm not into wimpy guys and he was hot!"
Man, the Lee situation really did fuck me up. I never used to be a person who was concerned with someone's looks, and somehow I really attributed the problem with our attraction to his looks. I didn't not find Lee attractive when we met, but I also wasn't drooling over him, and that was fine. I think the point I am supposed to get is that if Lee and I had had the right chemistry, then he would have been incredibly physically attractive to me.
Something to think about.
P.S. Justin suggested that maybe our thermostat has become self-aware, and is trying to take over the apartment. I'm not entirely ruling it out. We'll see tomorrow morning.
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