Before we start, I'd like to say something that might surprise you.
I know that I make fun of a lot of actors and actresses (especially Nicolas Cage and Katherine Heigl, who are both just awful awful awful actors). And Matt Damon is a common target among movie critics, critics of actors, or just people-critics in general.
But I actually like him as an actor.
In just two minutes, you know the entire plot of the movie. You know all of the characters and what they stand for. You know that it is going to have a happy ending and that every single character will work out their problems by the end of the film. Not only that, but you have also just heard all of the critical lines in the movie.
- A widowed father, so involved in his own problems, responsibilities, and misery that he doesn't realize that every woman alive is not only a single mother, but a single mother who is swooning over him.
- An adorable little girl that would make anyone want to have kids.
- A stupid brat of a boy who is such a shit-head that even if you hate the movie, you just have to keep watching to witness his inevitable conversion to a kid who smiles and appreciates life for once.
- A girl who has sagacity beyond her years to see this shit-head boy for what he really is, and brings him sandwiches despite his shit-headedness, which he clearly does not appreciate. And even though she would be better off with anyone else, you can't help but root for the two of them to get together.
- Scarlett Johansen.
This was the first place that was technically mine, and aside from moving my stuff in and buying furniture, I hadn't really declared ownership, and made it my own. The walls were bare, the shelves were unorganized, and admittedly not all my boxes were unpacked. I needed to do something to make it look more like a living space and not just the space where I lived.
And that is when I realized the courageous thing that I needed to do.