Thanks to Netflix, I am able to watch things I never could before. Including the role that first brought Clive Owen to the public’s attention, Chancer. It’s about a skirting-the-law kind of shyster guy (Owen) who does vaguely rakish nefarious things. Anyway, all the reviews I read (save one) said it wasn’t even good if you were a huge CO fan. And they were right!
He’s charming, and all, but that is about it. I didn’t waste my time. There were MI-5 episodes calling my name.
In other news, I finished the first draft of the super-sexy novella yesterday. Today the Son and I are home sick, me more than him, feh on that.
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For god’s sake, woman, blog something. That tie is killing me.
Liz