Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Grace Kelly

Despite my intense work load this semester with work and school, I am completely loving my classes. One of my classes this semester, a 345 Lit and Film class entitled "Hitchcock and Poe," is especially enticing. Before you all start judging me for what a sick and twisted "Psycho" I am, here me out.
On Mondays we screen a Hitchcock film - for this reason Monday might be my new favorite day of the week. How many classes at BYU do you get to kick back and enjoy murder after murder committed right before your eyes?
Don't judge me yet! I know this post is getting increasingly morbid as I continue, but I promise there will be happy ending. (Just like a Hitchcock film)
Anyway, then on Wednesday we discuss the film and read some Poe. But here's the kicker - Hitchcock, the cinematic genius that he is STOLE his story lines and murder plots from Poe!
So let me give a shout out to my dear, sweet, tortured pal Edgar Allan Poe. Without you, my twisted friend, little Alfie Hitchcock would not have been able to bring your stories to the big screen. The detective story is forever changed with the invention of scary flicks like "Dial M for Murder."
Okay, here's the happy part of my post.

Grace Kelly is a bombshell. YOWZA.

I've never had a thing for blondes, but seriously? You cannot pull a Roger Rabbit without looking at that face!
So all of you who think I'm a ditzy blonde hater - I am.
BUT, Grace Kelly gives me hope that not all blondes are created equal.
I wanted to post a picture of her in "Dial M for Murder," but I couldn't find one that justified my reasoning for this post. So, for me, go rent "Dial M for Murder" and when Grace Kelly walks in wearing a red, sweetheart neck-lined dress - PAUSE IT. For the sanity of me (and hopefully yourself) PAUSE IT. I swear you will not be disappointed.
Then when you are done drooling, press play and change your mind and rewind it. Pause again. When you think you've had enough of this pause and play business, go ahead and watch the movie. Pause liberally and then call me and tell me how awesome I am for pointing out Grace Kelly's beauty.

Okay scratch what I said earlier about wanting my legs not to rub together when I run in the next life. I'm shooting for the moon and praying for the replicated DNA of Princess Grace.

Disclaimer: If you are a man who gets sick of hearing women complain about their imperfections (IE: Nick Jordan I am talking to you), this post might be slightly annoying. I would have told you about this possible annoyance but Grace Kelly was just too hot.

1 comment:

Camee said...

hehe! This whole post made me laugh! --Camers