Jennah and I stayed up until 4:00am watching movies. Some good, some bad (ahem....The Lake House....Keanu should stick to the Matrix). The highlight of the evening, I have to say, was 1 hour and 54 minutes of Johnny Depp in "The Libertine". This boy is some kind of yummy (at least until his nose rots off).
Written by Stephen Jeffreys and directed by Laurence Dunmore, it tells the story of the Earl of Rochester, John Wilmot (Depp), a 17th century poet who drank and screwed himself to syphillis and death by age 33.
The movie received awful criticism from pretty much everyone, but I loved it. It did seem to drag a bit at the end, and if the Hollywood Blockbuster is your thing, then ya probably should leave it on the shelf. If you're into indies and you want to see Johnny's nose rot off, then rush out and grab this one today.
Written by Stephen Jeffreys and directed by Laurence Dunmore, it tells the story of the Earl of Rochester, John Wilmot (Depp), a 17th century poet who drank and screwed himself to syphillis and death by age 33.
The movie received awful criticism from pretty much everyone, but I loved it. It did seem to drag a bit at the end, and if the Hollywood Blockbuster is your thing, then ya probably should leave it on the shelf. If you're into indies and you want to see Johnny's nose rot off, then rush out and grab this one today.
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