A Lot Like Love is a romantic comedy starring Ashton Kutcher and Amanda Peet… except that things are not thrown in your face (except the many smooching scenes.)
Anyone would notice that on the plane, the lights on the two stars are brighter. Fewer would notice Ashton being the only guy dressed in light blue (when he gets the call) while everyone else in the office is drab dark grey.
Even more interesting is how the scenes and years cut to each other. You are suddenly thrown into a scene where a SUV is being towed next to a sea. Did they drive it into the sea? A dialogue later explains what happened. You think they merely kissed in the airplane toilet? Later dialogue makes you think otherwise.
Bloody heck, I think they ripped off the narration sequencing from my blog.
Notice how I go, “So I lost at pool. I paid for Joseph’s dinner.” instead of the usual, “Joseph and I went to play pool. I lost. I paid for his dinner.” (This is the simplest example; I unintentionally reverse the order.)
Yes, it was cool to have a movie not tell you everything and yet not be the Matrix Trilogy.
I EFFING WANT A FLYING V. STRAT. OR SOMETHING LIKE JOHN MAYER’s
I prefer the Gibson SG ala School Of Rock. Rock kau-kau. Classic ganasness.
Eh you know right, John Mayer’s is a Fender Stratocaster. Which is why when I first knew William was Crazystrat, the guitar geek in me lit up, and I went up to him and asked about his nick. Cheh ingat apa, crazy strat-egy.
But then I also like the sunburst Stratocaster ala Jimi Hendrix and John Frusciante of Red Hot Chili Peppers.
hehehehe booogieeee !!