Oh no! I enjoyed Valkyrie. I thought it was interesting in a historical-re-enactment-that-may-not-be-remotely-factual-and-shown-on-the-History-channel kind of way.
The ruggedly handsome Steve Winwood had just finished a big tour opening for Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers. He set down his porkpie on a nearby chair, running a thumb over three days of stubble. The phone rang.
"You're such a troll," breathed a familiar voice. He knew that voice in an instant. His nemesis, his tormentor, his one-true-love.
Godsauce.
Forgive me, Videogum, but this song is stuck in my head and I simply must spread this ear-disease:
Come to me, cover me, hold me. Together we'll BREAK THESE CHAINS OF LOOOOOOVE.
That Bridget Jones gif was, of course, in answer to this comment. She not just out there in a room in her pyjamas (in England, that's how they spell it) lip-synching to Celine Dion or Eric Carmen or whomever by herself for no audience with no relevance to anything.
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