Just watched Becoming Jane…
During the first hour : 75 enamored sighs, 17 uncontrolled shivers because of James’ scottish accent (I’ll never forget his way to tell “ecstasy” or “Madame la comtesse”)
The other hour ? My heart broke 24 times, I’ve insulted James with all the words that came in my mind at that f*cking moment, then I’ve insulted Anne the same way (even more I think…) I threatened them dozens of times “Stop this bullshit guys, just have a huge kiss, for God’s sake !”
And now, I just can’t believe that end. That’s so … Aaah, I hate that movie. And I love it. How can I sleep now ?
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