This is not the Pepsi Generation
Dan and I found the local cineplex this Sunday and caught the Sofia Coppola flick. They sold pizza at the theater which seemed good because we hadn’t eaten dinner.
The pizza looked better than it tasted, and paled in comparison to all the food (porn) on the big screen.
Such pretty food.
And there was Kirsten Dunst, she was pretty too. I consider her the Sigourney Weaver of the generation after me: part of that MTV Generation, the Boomerang Generation, or Generation Y.
Mind you, Sigourney Weaver is not in my generation, Generation X, but a Baby Boomer or part of the Beat Generation.
Just thought I’d make that clear because I know it gets confusing.
I’m not sure if Maria Antonia Josefa Johanna von Habsburg-Lothringen (aka Marie Antoinette) had a fun generation name. I always thought the French (and Austrian folk for that matter) were too pragmatic for such nomenclature.
Anyway, Kirsten Dunst was less like Sigourney Weaver, and more like Jim Carrey in that Eternal Sunshine movie, meaning, she wasn’t annoying and I felt sorry for her predicament.
Good flick, but next time we’ll eat beforehand and skip the pizza.