Robin Wright Penn
In the new movie: “The Personal Life of Pippa Lee” which was a good movie except for one scene, and I’ll get to that scene in a moment. I mean it had a lot complex cast of characters, intermixed with telling one’s life story, Ken Follett couldn’t have done better; someone spent a lot of time putting this together. Molding the scenes so they’d flow and folks like me would be able to follow the theme, and there really were a number of themes, but the overall theme was of course Peppa Lee, and even a little insight was added to the overall production. First the insight, how true it can be: what I’d give to see my mother today, is what I should have given her when she was alive, because it would be a heck of a lot. But, I did give my mother a lot of me, so my wife has said, I often feel I should have given more, thus the movie makes you take inventory— so I have no regrets, but I can see how it would bother someone, had they not, especial watching this movie. Seven-six year old, Alan Arkin, was great in the move, as was Wiona Ryder, who looked like she had a case of bulimia, and Kenau Reeves was good as he normally is, and forty-four year old Robin Wright Penn, her acting was well done also, that is until near the last scene when she allowed Mr. Reeves to grab her crotch—so firmly. It didn’t look good, and she didn’t even have a bit of shame on her face, if I was her husband, and thank goodness I’m not, I’d strangle her for that scene. But I guess anything goes nowadays in the movies for a buck (and a little fame); I can’t imagine what she’d do for an Oscar, or what she wouldn’t do. It’s just a very smelly scene that did not have to be in the overall well done move, it didn’t need to happen, it didn’t help the movie one bit, it degraded the whole move, and her—if she has any dignity left. But I know she’ll never read this, or her husband, and too bad, because there is some insight in this for both of them.
In the new movie: “The Personal Life of Pippa Lee” which was a good movie except for one scene, and I’ll get to that scene in a moment. I mean it had a lot complex cast of characters, intermixed with telling one’s life story, Ken Follett couldn’t have done better; someone spent a lot of time putting this together. Molding the scenes so they’d flow and folks like me would be able to follow the theme, and there really were a number of themes, but the overall theme was of course Peppa Lee, and even a little insight was added to the overall production. First the insight, how true it can be: what I’d give to see my mother today, is what I should have given her when she was alive, because it would be a heck of a lot. But, I did give my mother a lot of me, so my wife has said, I often feel I should have given more, thus the movie makes you take inventory— so I have no regrets, but I can see how it would bother someone, had they not, especial watching this movie. Seven-six year old, Alan Arkin, was great in the move, as was Wiona Ryder, who looked like she had a case of bulimia, and Kenau Reeves was good as he normally is, and forty-four year old Robin Wright Penn, her acting was well done also, that is until near the last scene when she allowed Mr. Reeves to grab her crotch—so firmly. It didn’t look good, and she didn’t even have a bit of shame on her face, if I was her husband, and thank goodness I’m not, I’d strangle her for that scene. But I guess anything goes nowadays in the movies for a buck (and a little fame); I can’t imagine what she’d do for an Oscar, or what she wouldn’t do. It’s just a very smelly scene that did not have to be in the overall well done move, it didn’t need to happen, it didn’t help the movie one bit, it degraded the whole move, and her—if she has any dignity left. But I know she’ll never read this, or her husband, and too bad, because there is some insight in this for both of them.
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