The Year of Living Dangerously

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz...... oh, sorry. That's just me, snoring. Because I fell asleep. It was the only exciting thing I could do. That is, it was the only thing in the world more interesting than watching The Year of Living Dangerously. There's a reason why Mel Gibson and Sigourney Weaver have never topped my list of favorites. There's also no need for an Asian/Australian midget man who takes creepy black and white pictures and talks like a girl. I lived dangerously and pressed play. I was saved by shutting it off.