beauty killed the beast

i went to see a movie today with Ondong. he was being kind to me. he opens doors and pulls up chairs for me. he walks after me but that became kind of annoying 'coz i have to keep looking behind my back to check if he's still there. trying to be a gentleman.
anyway, we watched King Kong. the movie was fun. i liked the special effects, the sound effects, the graphics, the technical stuff. i loved the dynamic scenes in the forest. the actors and their acting didn't move me much.
naomi watts sure was pretty. were t-backs 1930's fashion? she certainly was able to maintain her arms and legs flawless all through out her jungle adventure. i mean, any fragile woman after being chased up and down the forest by dinosaurs and giant iguanaas to name just a few would have at least acquire cuts and bruises. the guy from School of Rock was funny in the movie School of Rock. adrien brody, wow, his nose is super crooked. everytime i see him on screen, my mind, my body, my soul are all set on his nose.
the character i like most in King Kong is the captain of the ship Voyage. he is my type. i thought he was really cute and soo masculine. he's got an accent and blue eyes. i just love accents and blue eyes.
if i had watched the film with somebody else maybe it would have been more grand and exciting. i wouldn't be bothered still (til now) by Brody's long, crooked nose.
i'm being unfair, unkind and ungrateful to ondong. i know.