Just saw Cary Grant on Father Goose. God, I am so glad I get his comedy. I would show some scenes to my parents and they just never really get it. They give disappointing "aww, how cute" reactions which just kill me.
I swear, watching a Cary Grant light comedy just puts a huge smile on my face --- the kind that hurts. The kind you get when you smoke a "light, no paranoia" joint, your cheeks seemingly pushing your face upwards and outwards. Every time I watch a film of his, I make tiny, girly squeals, slap my leg with laughter, jump up and down, on a pogo stick-like, and develop the impulse to give someone a big, fat bear hug.
