Today was the perfect, rainy day for a movie, so I took my younger two boys and a friend to see "The Wolverine".
I'm not gonna lie. I LOVE the fact that I can go and watch Hugh Jackman in his sideburns and his white t-shirt and his claws on the big screen and not feel like a huge perv because it's an action/superhero movie and my boys, like most boys, love that crap. Love it.
But for me? It's porn. Totally legal, awesome, PG-13 rated, all American porn.
If you asked me about the story, my answers would range from "What?" to "I don't care."
I think it took place in Japan, mostly.
Don't get me wrong. I think Hugh Jackman is super hot in a tux singing show tunes and dancing, too.
Or, sweaty and riding a horse in the Outback.
Or, toothless and pulling a ship with a fat chain around his neck, while still freaking singing his lungs out.
Hot, hot, HOTTT!
But, the sideburned, leather jacket and jeans wearing, ass kicking, angry, claw having Wolverine is my favorite.
Hell, I don't even care if the gay rumors are true. He can be RichardfreakingSimmons gay for all I care, as long as he keeps playing Wolverine.
It's not like I'd actually have a shot in any case. Or, that I would even consider committing adultery with anyone...even if Hugh Jackman did beg me to jump on the back of his motorcycle. (You know that, right, Honey?!?)
Okay, let's not exaggerate...I'd totally jump on. But, it would be a one time thing, I swear.
And then, the next time he wins an Oscar/Grammy/Tony/GoldenGlobe he'd look straight into the camera and say "this one's for you" and mean me.
Going to sleep with a smile on my face, now. :D