|Redford. Hot then, pretty damn good looking still.|
I'm beyond flabbergasted. Actions movies, space movies, movies about human-animal hybrids having sex with their tales--fine do it in 3D. It'll cover the fact that the plot holes are so big the national debt could fit through it.
I'll be there with popcorn when Fitzgerald comes back to gnaw the brains out of those involved in this hack job. But I will not be wearing the 3D glasses.
PS-Maybe if I got more sleep I would see this as humorous instead of sending me into a pissy hissy fit. I apply the same feeling towards "healthy" junk food. No, I don't want to see that my Lucky Charms provide me with 9 grams of fiber. (Not that I believe that.) Nor do I want to hear that the trans-fats have been removed from my Oreos. THEY DON'T TASTE THE SAME ANYMORE.
Please powers that be, stop fucking with the classics. Now hand me that stick of butter while I enjoy my first editions.
*Alternately titled "Caroline Is On A Diet And Needs A Xanax Donut"