Wednesday, July 20, 2005

E.T. is a giant asshole.

Rewatched "E.T." last night. The magic and childlike wonder I experienced in my youth is gone. It occurs to me that E.T. is nothing more than a loutish freeloader, mooching off Elliot's family like some creepy uncle who shows up once every three years or so with a couple of presents and then feels free to crash on the couch for a few weeks rent-free. Seriously. He hangs out in his bathrobe all day, speaks only in grunts and monosyllables, raids the fridge constantly, drinks all the beer and makes a lot of long-distance phone calls. Jerk.


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