December 6, 2003
I’m half-watching this dumb Morgan Freeman kidnapping/cop movie and it’s mind-numbingly stupid but am keeping it on because the kidnapper is that guy with the amazing voice…oh that voice…I think he’s actually British, or at least I like to think he is…he was in the equally dumb Robin Hood Prince of Thieves and had a British gravelly voice and that’s where I first saw him and that voice was imprinted forever on my brain, so I like to think that’s what he sounds like when walking around in the world, with a low British gravelly growl. I don’t even know the guy’s name. But that voice is like an aural form of Kryptonite to Superman…I hear that voice and am rendered powerless. Much like the male scent in the elevator a few weeks ago. It’s a chemical/hormonal/physical/PRIMAL response that I cannot control.