Confession: I’ve neither seen the original, nor the new adaptation of the Portis novel (though I have seen trailers). What follows are merely some of my wacky musings. Thanks for reading!
True Grit: dirt and tobacco-flavored toothpaste for real cowboys. Makes your mouth taste like the open trail.
Has anyone else gotten the sense that Rooster Cogburn is now the only lawman with a Clu?
What’s the last thing that Cogburn said to Chaney? “End of line, son.”
Did it strike anyone else that LeBeouf was so le not? I mean buff, that is.
For some reason, when I watched the trailer, I heard “Marion Ross,” and wondered “What’s nice Mrs. Cunningham doing in a rough movie like this?” Then I wondered when dinner was.
I’ll leave you with this:
True Grit: a new heifeweizen from the red rocks of Sedona.
Let’s hear some of your True Grit jokes.
PS True Grit is what happens when folks mistake body scrub for lube. It could happen. Tubes are the same size. Just sayin’.