Just when I thought my feelings for Natalie Portman couldn’t possibly gain any more strength… she immediately resumes rapping in a digital short.
My face melted like Toht. There’s no chance for me, anymore. Save yourself. Leave me.
Vulgar, begrudging praise is one of my favorite things. The only immediate example that rivals this is Jack Black in High Fidelity, when he has to admit the truth about the Kinky Wizards’ album: “it’s really… *sigh* …it’s really fucking good”.
(Source: fassbenders)