zeekie: take two.

...but I worship at Laura Linney's feet, which have more acting talent in one toe than a whole phalanx of equally or more famous actresses.

Yes, I finally managed to watch The Nanny Diaries. Lexie, a friend from my freshmen dorm, read the book some time back and wanted to watch the movie too. So from dinner in the West Village we trooped to the Loews 7 cinema in the East Village, which was across the street from where we had lived two years ago.

I admit my primary motivation for watching the movie was simply Chris Evans, with a minor interest in Linney's interpretation of her role. But Linney... oh. my. god. She can take cardboard and make it seem nuanced.

Chris Evans was still hot though. Not as fresh-faced as in the Fantastic Four movies (although I haven't seen the second one), but I suspect he is going to age into George Clooney-esque fine.

After the movie, I think I can safely say that Linney has at the very least matched my wallpaper-level obsession with Evans, as far as this movie goes.