Love, actually
Hvad er betra en ad fara i bio? Uss, eg aetti varla ad vidurkenna tetta en mer finnst tetta alltaf jafn yndislegt: Ad fara i bio. Serstaklega ef ad myndin er god. Ja, loksins let eg verda af tvi ad fara a mynd sem mig langadi a: Love Actually. Hafidi tetta eftir mer: Allir verda ad sja tessa mynd! Ef bara fyrir leikarana: Alan Rickman, Emma Thopson, Colin Firth, Liam Neeson... listinn gaeti verid miklu lengri. Hun er engin Moulin Rouge eda American Beauty en hun er samt nogu god til ad verda ein af minum uppahalds myndum i framtidinni, ef sed med retta folkinu. Tad sem mestu skiptir med svona myndum ad madur labbar ut i betra skapi og truir ad madur getur sjalfur lifad eins lifi og folkid a skjanum, eins sorglegt og tad hljomar.
Las lika 'The Hours' i gaer, jamm bokin sem myndin var gerd eftir, og eg get lika maelt med henni. Mjog god bok med mikid af tungum paelingum um hid venjulega lif og akvardanirnar sem vid tokum a hverjum degi. Gjorsamlega gat ekki haett ad lesa.
Tannig ad to allt hafi farid i vaskinn i gaer ta hafa sidustu 24 klukkutimarnir bara verid nokkud godir. A morgun kemur i ljos hvad gerist med midana. Vonandi verdur tetta i lagi. Eg mun kannski ekki komast i tolvu tvi ad tad er verid ad laesa tolvuverunum fyrir jolin, vildi bara lata ykkur vita.
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Harry: Tell me, exactly, how long it is that you've been working here?
Sarah: Two years, seven months, three days and, I suppose, what, two hours?
Harry: Right. And how long have you been in love with Karl?
Sarah: Sorry?
Harry: How long have you been in love with Karl, our enigmatic chief designer?
Sarah: Ahm, two years, seven months, three days and, I suppose, and hour and thirty minutes.
Harry: I thought as much.
Sarah: Do you think everybody knows?
Harry: Yes.
Sarah: Do you think Karl knows?
Harry: Yes.
Sarah: That is bad news.
Harry: I just think perhaps now is the time to do something about it.
Sarah: Right. What sort of thing did you have in mind?
Harry: How about ask him for a drink, and then maybe after twenty minutes casually slip into the conversation the fact that you love him totally and would like to marry him and have lots of sex and babies.
Sarah: You know that?
Harry: Yes. And so does Karl. Think about it. For all our sakes.
Sarah: Certainly. Excellent. Will do. Thanks, boss.
- Love Actually