dress, and threw herself down on the bed, sobbing. In a few minutes, she
dragged herself up to finish undressing. Turning out the light, she slipped
between the sheets and pulled up the down quilt against the chilly air. She
couldn’t get Gunther, Elsa, and Jake out of her mind.
Don’t
get mad, get even. As she waited for drowsiness to knock her out, a plan
hatched. With a smile on her lips, Gracie drifted off to sleep.
Chapter Three
Before the sun was up, her dry mouth
begged for water, waking Grace early with a huge thirst. The slight headache
pounding at her temples told her she’d had a touch too much to drink at the
party. At least I wasn’t wasted, like
Jake. She padded into the kitchen for a tall glass of water then put up a
pot of coffee. Guess I’m awake.
Opening her laptop on the kitchen
table, she created a new blog under the name Movie Maven. After filling a mug and taking a few healthy sips, she
sat back to think. A grim smile crossed her lips as she started typing. Payback time, Mr. Quill.
Just
in Time should be retitled Don’t Waste Your
Time. The new Gunther Quill romantic comedy is neither romantic nor a comedy. More
like a comedy of errors—errors in writing, acting, and storyline.
Jake Matthews plays Donnie, a goofy guy in
love with the large-chested model next door…where have we heard that before?
Only everywhere! I nominate, Mr. Matthews for the most-wooden-performance-of-the-year
award. I wanted to take his pulse to see if he was still alive. As a romantic
lead he has the sex appeal of a slug. His performance put me to sleep.
Rhonda Dowling’s I.Q. must be smaller than
her bra size. But she’s not to blame. The script lacks humor, decent dialogue,
and an original, believable plot…but who am I to be so picky?
Shame on you, Mr. Quill. After producing the
fabulous Joe Martin series with that wonderful actor and gorgeous hunk, Quinn Roberts,
what possessed you to produce this cliché-ridden clunker? Just In Time stinks more than a rotten egg in a henhouse
in August. Hey, Mr. Quill, I hear they’re looking for baristas at the Starbucks
on Hollywood and Vine.
Save your money, moviegoers, watching paint
dry is more interesting than viewing Just In Time .
The Movie Maven
Gracie clicked publish . Then she went to Facebook and Twitter .
I just read the
funniest movie review!
She posted those words plus a link
to her Movie Maven blog everywhere she could think of. I may be small potatoes, Gunther Quill, but I will keep a few people
away from your movie. After refilling her cup, she closed her computer and
opened her Nook . She selected a new
romance book and settled down on the couch.
A nagging discomfort about her trashing
Jake preyed upon her mind until she remembered his line, “bet those taste as
good as they look” and the way he pawed her. Surprisingly, taking aim at
Gunther and Jake didn’t make her feel better.
Gunther still had succeeded in
humiliating her and Jake had made her feel ugly then cheap. She did have to
acknowledge that Jake had tried to make up for it before he barfed in the
bushes. She snickered at the memory of how embarrassed he was. Unexpected sympathy
for his pathetic drunkenness entered her heart. So what? No one will see that blog. It’s new. No followers. So I’ve
dissed him to about a dozen people. Big whoop.
After reading for a bit, Grace fell
asleep. Sarah woke her up at eleven o’clock, chattering away while Grace prepared
a bowl of cereal for her niece. She joined her with Cheerios and opened her laptop. Might as well see how few people came to
read my hatchet job. She opened up the blog and checked the stats. Five
thousand hits in four hours. Wow! Then
she scrolled down to see the comments. Oh
my God, two hundred and fifty!
Thanks for the heads
up. You saved me ten bucks.
Funniest review ever!
Love your review.
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