Keanuthon

2:12pm. I am already sick of watching this movie, and it isn’t even the movie yet.

Gary Oldman is almost as good in this as he is in that last Harry Potter movie. And this isn’t even a movie.

142 years as president of the oral-wet-feverish, avoided-like-the-plague, nobody-reads-the-book-in-this-town, look-at-my-red-jacket Dracula society.
It took 2 days to absorb the book (spoken with haughty accent) with some of the greatest actortypepeople IN THE WORLD!

Riding in hot air balloons to get in touch with their character. Being dead and stealing. Making this movie (or rehearsing) sounds like much more fun that having to watch it, which is not fun. It gets dusty, but it is not fun.

Everyone is talking in this thing like this movie doesn’t completely suck – did I mention that yet?

“he is unlike any man” “he is sexual” “he is very attractive in that dangerous way” – is she talking about Keanu, perhaps?

Tony Hopkins: “He reminds me of me 20 years ago.” Sure he is talking about Gary Oldman, but could he be talking about Winona Ryder?

A whole new level of pomposity. This guy talks a lot like Stephen Tobolowsky. And Richard Burton was fascinated with Oldman. Winonananana does not care.

I am also sick of this movie. Apparently this is not even the movie yet. And is cooves a word?

“I cut my chest, and you suck it.” Suck it, indeed.

Hey Oldman – you may have a lot of ego, but do you have a stardoll? I know someone who does