This Is Probably Just a Phase

Until about 2 weeks ago, when I got lonely, I watched foreign films or BBC literature adaptations, or the very occasional modern romantic comedy. And if I didn't want to watch a movie, I read princess books or hung out with friends who love L.M. Montgomery and Jane Austen.

My sister fundamentally changed my life when she suggested that instead of a film with Justine Waddell or Colin Firth, I should go for something with Bruce Willis. She loaned me her edited copy of Die Hard. My favorite part?

"Ho Ho Ho. Now I have a machine gun."

And then, I just saw the trailer for Red 2, and I don't even know who this person is who is so excited. Where did I go?