Mona Lisa, Interrupted
So maybe if you crammed the cast of Mona Lisa Smile and Girl, Interrupted into the same movie, made it about twelve hours long, and added a little Colin Farrell for spice (in a suit, a la Minority Report), you would basically have my dream last night.
Seriously, what is UP with my imagination? This is madness!
Have you ever had one of those dreams where everyone is out to get you? Where you've been locked up in some correctional facility for wayward girls with mental problems? I'm sure you have and you just can't remember it.
You know, the one where Colin Farrell is supposed to be your lawyer, but he's conspiring with Maggie Gyllenhaal to beat you up in the shower? And where a girl you knew from high school is the bitchy blond receptionist? And Heath Ledger wants to seduce you, but he had better hurry up about it, because if Angelica Houston finds him in your locked-down room, you're in for it?
And I am warning you, Kirsten Dunst, don't you even dare leave me a T-shirt again that says "Remember your commitments, Chelsey" in shiny rainbow letters across the front... I will kick your ass without question. Brittany Murphy can keep her roly-poly Labrador puppies, and there will be no more light-footed pirouetting to Matchbox Twenty on my part.
This was honestly the freaking LONGEST dream I think I have ever had in my entire life, and oddly enough, the most sensical and logical... except for maybe the cameo from Elizabeth Berkeley.
Don't even ask about that one.
Seriously, what is UP with my imagination? This is madness!
Have you ever had one of those dreams where everyone is out to get you? Where you've been locked up in some correctional facility for wayward girls with mental problems? I'm sure you have and you just can't remember it.
You know, the one where Colin Farrell is supposed to be your lawyer, but he's conspiring with Maggie Gyllenhaal to beat you up in the shower? And where a girl you knew from high school is the bitchy blond receptionist? And Heath Ledger wants to seduce you, but he had better hurry up about it, because if Angelica Houston finds him in your locked-down room, you're in for it?
And I am warning you, Kirsten Dunst, don't you even dare leave me a T-shirt again that says "Remember your commitments, Chelsey" in shiny rainbow letters across the front... I will kick your ass without question. Brittany Murphy can keep her roly-poly Labrador puppies, and there will be no more light-footed pirouetting to Matchbox Twenty on my part.
This was honestly the freaking LONGEST dream I think I have ever had in my entire life, and oddly enough, the most sensical and logical... except for maybe the cameo from Elizabeth Berkeley.
Don't even ask about that one.
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