Music and Lyrics
Plot: A songwriting English dude finds a muse in the form of that chick who's only famous because she was in ET.
Review: I don't know how to quite describe this movie because for the first time in a long time, I actually enjoyed watching something.
I know what you're thinking - you've probably got an expression on your face like our two fine characters here. But this movie had everything - thrills, spills and kills! (Musical ones, at least). Perhaps it was the frustrated musician in me or perhaps it was a sheer enjoyment of seeing the cinematic equivalent of a pop chick on screen but Music and Lyrics was thoroughly enjoyable.
Don't fuck with me because I'm revealing cleavage down to my navel.
The ubiquitous English dude with the dry wit (I forget his name) was great and the chick from ET (I can't believe she's all grown up), was looking fairly good.
Big sloppy jumpers are so in.
There was laughter, there were tears, there was incredible chemistry. And no, I was not delusional from lack of sleep or imbalanced due to recreational substances - this was a decent movie. And no, that was not sarcasm. That wasn't sarcasm either.
So, how many ticket stubs would I give to watch this movie in a cinema again?
3 - but it would be necks of all the broken guitars in the English dude's collection.
Review: I don't know how to quite describe this movie because for the first time in a long time, I actually enjoyed watching something.
I know what you're thinking - you've probably got an expression on your face like our two fine characters here. But this movie had everything - thrills, spills and kills! (Musical ones, at least). Perhaps it was the frustrated musician in me or perhaps it was a sheer enjoyment of seeing the cinematic equivalent of a pop chick on screen but Music and Lyrics was thoroughly enjoyable.
Don't fuck with me because I'm revealing cleavage down to my navel.
The ubiquitous English dude with the dry wit (I forget his name) was great and the chick from ET (I can't believe she's all grown up), was looking fairly good.

Big sloppy jumpers are so in.
There was laughter, there were tears, there was incredible chemistry. And no, I was not delusional from lack of sleep or imbalanced due to recreational substances - this was a decent movie. And no, that was not sarcasm. That wasn't sarcasm either.
So, how many ticket stubs would I give to watch this movie in a cinema again?
3 - but it would be necks of all the broken guitars in the English dude's collection.
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