Oh Summer In February... I already love you! Where do I preorder my Kleenex in bulk? But really... Love was made for me and you!
L is for the lovely Emily Browning who I haven't seen since A Series of Unfortunate Events, which is far too long!
O is for the one and only bewildered Cousin Matthew face, punctuated with those icy blues that leave my heart feeling frostbitten! Side note: the soup du jour is salty *SOB* in case you were wondering.
V is very very extra-ordinary scenery and BOOTS in the midst of a pre-drama bromance! In case you missed my days gushing about such things over on Victorian Swag (rest in peace, sweet angel!), a boots is what we call a British man in riding boots in a period piece who is more than welcome to whisk you away to his quiet manor in the woods and, say, father your children i.e. Mr. Darcy is the original boots! *swoon*
E is even more PROXIMITY and ALL CAPS FEELINGS in this scene than I'm probably capable of handling! I'm already having visions of myself splayed out on the theater floor, clutching a box of Milk Duds to my shell-shocked heart.
Weirdly, all signs pointing towards emotional terrorism only makes me want to see this more. I might need to plug into a liquid chocolate IV afterwards, but that's a risk I'm willing to take. How about you? Have you read the book by Jonathan Smith and/or will you be seeing the film? Reaching across the popcorn-strewn floor for my hand? I'll check your pulse if you check mine!