I am out for much of the day on family business, which gives Nicola plenty of time to roll her eyes and mutter. or laugh out loud, or whatever she would like (*kiss to sweetie through the internet*) over the fact that, yes, it’s that time of year. Another Johnny Depp movie is coming to town.
I used to worry that it was sad and pathetic to be a middle-aged person with a celebrity crush, but what the fuck. It’s lovely to have an art-crush and a mad-sex-crush all rolled up into one: that doesn’t come around very often, and I’m just going to enjoy it. The day I’m too old to get all het up (ooh, an orientation pun!) over Johnny Depp will be a Very Sad Day indeed.
And so I am really looking forward to Public Enemies. I enjoy Michael Mann’s work, I like Christian Bale, there will be car chases and shootouts and swanky clothes, and that particular Anglo-American mythic bad-boy hero-criminal vibe. And popcorn! I can’t wait.