According to this tag attached to a stuffed toy cat, a cat’s nose pad has a unique pattern, like a finger print. So if you’re trying to solve cat crimes, start looking for nose prints, I suppose.
Not the real “100% nuts” kind of peanut butter, but that stuff you used to eat when you were a kid. You ever read what’s in that stuff? Icing sugar. Really. And trans fat. Do you remember how much PB you ate as a kid… no wonder our health care system is in such trouble. I used to love this stuff, and now, every time I have some (which seems to be only when I visit the in-laws) I get the sense memory of loving it, but at the same time my body wants to reject it, knowing how not-good it is for me. It took about a year back in ‘01 for me to transition to 100% peanuts PB but now that I have I don’t want to go back.
I’m quickly coming to understand that the Bard was, if not the originator of the romantic comedy, then the master. These modern retellings of Shakespeare’s comedic plays pay homage to the source while placing them square amidst their Julia Roberts/Amy Adams-style movie peers.
Shirley Henderson (best known as “Moaning Myrtle” in the Harry Potter films) plays Katherine, the titular shrew. A short, bitter-faced, hard-edged, cynical, bitchy Member of Parliament with aspirations of becoming the leader of her withering party. Her fellow party members would support her (out of fear most likely) but they think her viability with the voting public would be improved were she perhaps not so… single. Katherine’s sister, Bianca (Dexter’s Jaime Murray) is a top-ranked supermodel, and obviously part of why Katherine is the way she is. When Bianca fires her long-time, doting manager, Harry (Stephen Tompkinson) after yet another marriage proposal, she states she’ll only get married after Katherine does. Enter his best friend, Pete (Petruchio, played by Rufus Sewell), just back in the UK after being kicked out of Australia. Avoiding massive debts to the government, Pete states he just wants to marry a woman with money, with no attention paid to her looks, age or demeanour. Harry puts two and two together, and when Pete spies Katherine he professes love at first site, and a whirlwind courtship ensues. Within the week they’re off to get married, only the farcical wedding finds Pete drunk and in drag, and Katherine enraged, and the couple is whisked off to their Italian villa to hash out their differences (or, as Pete states, “I’m gonna tame that bitch”).
It’s far from a politically correct comedy, although it does show the battle of the sexes in an interesting and modern light. The acting from Henderson and Sewell is delightful, even though it’s about as unromantic a romantic comedy as I’ve seen, it still brings it in its own way.