I decided to watch "What Dreams May Come". HOLY COW.
This movie is one big excuse to make you cry once every ten
freakin' minutes. I just don't need that. I could take no more and
turned it off after forty minutes and called this movie night
a total loss. I just don't need to sit there and watch, well,
I won't spoil it just in case you ever want to watch it.
Love Robin Williams, hate huge cry fests. I need a
"3:10 to Yuma" injection or something.
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