I love Notting Hill. It doesn’t matter how many times I’ve watched it, I still smile at the dialogue and feel so badly for William when Anna breaks his heart time and again. And I still choke up when she’s standing there telling him she’s just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her… [sniff] Gimme a moment…
Hey, I still love my sci-fi and action movies, my end-of-the-world-and-civilization-as-we-know-it movies, with all the CGI and shoot ‘em up/blow ‘em up special effects. But every now and then… I like being a girl and watching a sappy, sentimental chick flick.
All Things Elda 