If you haven't been reading Roger Ebert's columns lately, you've been missing some really great, funny, moving stuff. Last week he wrote about how his memories of eating have overwhelmed him now that he's no longer able to eat without a feeding tube, and it was akin to the moments in Ratatouille where the animators envisioned flavor with little swirls and color. Completely entrancing.

"It was one night in the Capitol that I saw for the first time one man kiss another one full on the lips. This took place among guys we knew at the next table over. I clearly recall that we all fell silent, our eyes evaded one another, and none of we bold bohemians could utter a single word. Something like a mild electric shock ran through my body. No, I didn't "discover I was gay." I discovered that other people surely were. Until then homosexuality had been witnessed by me only in novels, poetry, vague scenes in films, and rumor. I knew lots of "queers," by which I meant "effeminate," but my imagination stopped more or less with them laughing about the same things.".
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Where is that picture from? Something with Robert Downey Jr?
Eww never! RDJ isn't allowed here!
That's Colin Farrell and Dallas Roberts in A Home at the End of the World. I almost used a kiss from Brokeback but I figured I'd mix it up.
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