Every movie leaves me with some kind of residual feeling for about 2-3 hours afterwards. For example after Superbad I felt abrasive and rude. But after Stardust I felt elated and royal... there was no doubt that my prince would come galloping into my life(on horseback or vespa)... and that he would be British and tall and casually charming...and his name might be Charlie Cox?
that didn't end up happening but the movie was great and feel-good.
apparently he was in Merchant of Venice though I don't remember seeing him
he's handsome in a charismatic, fun kind of way.
god i need to shut up... go see for yourself Stardust is lovely.
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