Saturday 28 April 2012: Wesley, Wesley, Wesley.
I saw a really crap film on telly the other night.
Wesley Snipes and Anne Archer starred in it.
I knew it was a shit film of Steven Seagal proportions when
bare oiled (oiled?) breasts and torsos started popping up for no
reason. There was also a classic scene with a truck driver trying
to snort coke from some paper whist he was driving.
The way they do. All the time.
But mainly I felt sorry for Anne Archer.
She hasn't aged well. Even with a little work.
Not next to Wesley.
At moments I thought I was watching Driving Miss Daisy.
Wereas Wesley looked like he could be a member of Musical Youth.