Weblog of Film and Doom and other things

Mood: Jittery
Listening to: My friend whistling in my ear annoyingly.

    How is it that Scorsese is so awesome?  I can't fathom so much awesomeness being packaged into one celestial being.  How does it happen.  I can only hope in my dream of dreams that I could be a fraction as cool as he is.  You know that part in Goodfellas where he's talking about how the boys in his neighborhood carried his mother's groceries out of respect...if Scorsese asked me to...I would stab myself in the neck...and spew blood everywhere...out of respect.