It's kinda late and the little wordsmithery in my head is closed for the night, so I'm going to dispense with the usual sarcasms and just say outright why "The Other Boleyn Girl" is an untight a movie title as ever was had: because it sounds a lot like something you'd say if you're trying to have a conversation about a film with a friend, but you Just. Can't. Remember. The. God. Forsaken. Title. I imagine there would be some finger snapping and hitting of the forehead with the palm of the hand and some "uuurhghh"s and "aaahhh"s, but no dice, it's just not your day, so you turn to your friend and you're like, "Oh, you know...the other Boleyn girl." Apparently this Philippa Gregory (on whose book the film is based) is at fault here, especially if the point is to draw attention to a forgotten historical figure whose name nobody knows. Not to mention that, with a name like Philippa, one would conjure up something more nifty than "The Other Boleyn Girl".
NO! The OTHER ONE!
That's better.
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ScarJo makes me feel better about the 9 pounds I've put on since December.
Both those pictures rock my face off. I am so going to see that movie...
SJ could melt steel she is so hot.
At least one of the Boleyn girls was too tight for Henry VIII
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