This desk set ... wants to fly.
Isn't it sad how much of a total fucking dickbag Ethan Hawke turned out to be? God, remember how hot he was, and like, sensitive and shit (onscreen anyway), and how really really good an actor he was? And but then the cheating on Uma thing, and the random whoring around, and the general dickbaggery, and you start to think he was like that all along, and getting famous just gave him license to let it out, and he thought we'd ignore the dickbaggery and just love him anyway, and now he's just horrible? Daaamn.
Labels: dead to me, deep thoughts, demoralizing confessions, douchebaggery, movie rules, rando
posted by Gleemonex at 9:34 AM
4 Comments:
Oh Captain my Captain you are NOT EVEN KIDDING. His descent from hot to gross happened even faster than Jude Law.
It is to weep.
That seemed...a bit random. Is he (EH, not JL) doing something? I sorta thought he'd faded away into nothingness.
Oh, it's random all right -- welcome to my blog! :-)
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