He does this a lot. Right now, I'm assuming he's filling your head with tales of how pretentious and uppity I am about films, how I like "vagina movies" or whatever. Actually he's probably telling the story of how I've tried to get him to watch "Once" for the whole two years we've been together, or how "L.A. Confidential" was too long. If he tells you about the "If the Devil Knows Your Dead" debacle, let me just make this clear- I did NOT know it was going to be that bad.
So mainly we've spent our time together trading movies- I show him "Casablanca," and he subjects me to "Time Cop". I ask him where the time travel car goes in that movie, and if you're going to follow "Back to the Future" rules you really need to stick to them. He tells me I'm a whore-face. Then we kiss and make up and watch "Archer". It works for us.
So we're Matt and Emma. I may love "Breakfast at Tiffany's". Matt may love "Animal House". But we both love "Demolition Man". And that's worth something.
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