I have been swamped with paperwork this week so I don't have much to say, I did however manage to watch a few good movies while taking "study breaks". The crappy video store down the street is going out of business and selling off all of their collection. I scored a handful of 5 euro DVDs that I plan to watch and then sell on Ebay, but one I will definitely be keeping is "Unfaithful" with Richard Gere, Diane Lane, and the very French Olivier Martinez ---who makes me blush every time I say his name. Plot summary:
"Connie Sumner has a loving husband, a beautiful home, and a wonderful son, but she wants more. When she's approached one day by a handsome stranger while trying to hail a taxi, she becomes obsessed with him and eventually starts an affair. But her selfish actions soon catch up with her... "
The handsome stranger of course is deliciously French. Complete with a scene in which he uses the most popular French curse words. "Putains! Mes bouquins!"
If there was ever a film that goes the distance to solidify the idea that French men are somehow always sexier than the average non-French fellow, this is it. I was already married to my FrenchBoy when I saw this film (in fact he saw it in the theatre with me) but if I hadn't been, this would have been pretty good motivation to do so. I mean any guy that can make Richard Gere seem average is pretty hot, no?
*Spoiler warning! Stop reading now if you haven't seen this film & intend to. STOP*
I don't want to give away the plot of the movie, but let's just say that somebody get's whacked.....and they're not American. In fact my Frenchboy and I have officially retitled the film "the movie where the French guy get's his head bashed in." It's a long title I know, but since I can't properly pronounce the French title, "Infidele", I'll stick with it.
Anyway, I have no idea where this post is going. I really only wanted to post that photo of Olivier. But I would like to add that I think it's a real tragedy when a hot French guy gets his head bashed in by Richard Gere. Especially because in reality there just aren't that many hot French guys to go around. The majority of them are short, average-looking, small-framed, chain-smoking, furry little bastards.
My gorgeous Frenchboy being the painfully obvious exception of course.