If you're like me, you snicker at ads for movies on the Lifetime channel because they're dripping with melodrama and cheese
and because you've been subjected to many dinners with your mother in which she meticulously recounts the plots of the Lifetime flicks that she has had the pleasure of seeing. (They all seem to involve abusive husbands, missing children, or Valerie Bertinelli -- or all of the above.)
Well, I just saw the trailer for Lifetime's upcoming small-screen adaptation of the book, Prayers for Bobby (which Eric Marcus blogged about earlier this year), and the movie indeed seems to be just oozing with emotionally wrought scenes. But you know what? The trailer made me cry. Like a little bitch. Damn you, Sigourney Weaver! Damn you, Lifetime!







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Oh, I 'm tearing up at the trailer!
Stay tuned for the big scene at the end when the Alien pops out of her chest. :)
Actually, I would be more concerned about Bill Murray and Dan Ackroyd showing up wanting to cross proton streams.
You know, what I think it is, is that Sigourney Weaver is so bad-ass and tough that to see her so vulnerable and crying like that is just devastating. And what was I thinking? I can't watch this with my mom!!!!! I can't reveal to her that I have a soft and chewy center!
AWWWWW...I WANT TO SEE IT!!!! I GOT CHILLS WATCHING IT!
Aww, Ervin, you're a big softie. :)