the other night, when jeannie and i finally arrived in pittsburgh after our delightful denver detour, we plopped into our westin heavenly bed and watched a pay-per-view movie (no, not that kind of movie, you freak). we watched millions, which i’d heard about, but hadn’t seen.
now, i know i see a lot of movies, and i recommend a few too many of them to my friends. so my recommendations can have the cummulative effect of crying wolf. but, really, this time: you gotta see this one. it’s just the most wonderful, creative, sweet and funny movie. where else can you get a thriller (stolen cash, money falls into the hands of an innocent, bad guy wants his money back), longing for love lost (mom has died, kids dealing with it in different ways), a cast of saints (in their original garb, with jaunty little halos, who pop into scenes to give advice to the little boy main character — peter is my favorite), and a justice theme (a cried — surprise — at the site of the clean water well in africa, pumping out life). oh, and those darn cute british accents to boot (especially little kid brits!).
the movie is in no-man’s-land right now: no longer in theaters, not yet out on video. so you might have to rent a hotel room for the night to catch it on pay-per-view. or you could wait ’til it comes out on DVD, i suppose. but the movie viewing hotel night sounds fun, doesn’t it?