Last night we watched The Astronaut's Wife because somebody told Tom it was scary. Never mind the cheesy puke love scenes complete with lame music and the fact that Charlize and Johnny pretty much looked alike to me and had NEGATIVE chemistry as a couple, there was NOTHING scary about this snore festival. The best part of the movie was when I pretended to leave the room so I could sneak back in and scare Tom. Now that was great!



Whoever you are who recommended this to him, I have a membership card to the Little girly boo hoo club ready for you. And a boot to your ass because I wasted two hours being NOT scared.