I started watching this movie earlier today called 'Intermission'. The brief description Showtime gave me was, "Lehiff (Colin Farrell) and John (Cillian Murphy) are Dubliners seeking love in this ensemble romantic comedy."

Obviously the Irish have fairly different views on what constitutes as a romantic comedy since, having watched about an hour of it, so far Lehiff has punched out a skinny little barista after telling her they could be soul-mates and then robbed her till (That happened within the first three minutes of the film), Lehiff was punished for "being bold" by getting pissed on in the gentlemen's loo, Deirdre told her boyfriend about her sister's former boyfriend who stole all of her money, tied her to a bed, took a "poo" on her chest and then left her tied there for three days until her mother found her, and a double-decker bus flipped over, covering said "poo-girl" and her mother in bloody survivor hand-prints. Not to mention the over-abundance of scat and urine porn jokes.

Is this love? Is this romance? Ireland, you have my mark. Today, you are more pervy than Japan.

I've also decided that Cillian Murphy has hypno-eye-beams. I had to rewind the first scene he was in three times before I could follow what he was saying, because every time I saw his eyes, I was drawn into their creepy, ice-blue, I'm-going-to-set-Denver-on-fire-with-the-power-of-my-mind gaze.

Jesse and I loved it so much that he made me swear I wouldn't finish it without him. That will happen tomorrow. I expect much more peeing, pooing and blood before the movie is through, or I will be sorely disappointed.