Ravings?

Hello.  I just watched Abduction.  For a teen-audience romance/action flick, it was actually pretty good.  It was cheesy, the action was much better than the dialogue, the make-out scene felt painfully long, I audibly laughed at some of the ridiculousness of the hormone-filled-slash-awkard-teen-romance...

and, yes it has Taylor Lautner in it.
And no. I do not rave about Taylor Launter.
Every time I see him I can't help but think:

PAHAHAHAHA!

Oh, dear. *flicks small tear away*

What a dork. What an adorable little dork.


That, and those teeth.
Too. White.
(Nice cheeser, PS.)













And then again...

Can I just say how much I absolutely adore when a guy smirks? It's a lot.

Bikes are starting to get to me, too.

This almost made me wish I were her, for just a second. But only kind of. It made me wish for the situation, not necessarily this specific love-boat.

Ok, so I gotta admit he's a good looking guy.  And a fairly talented actor, though not absolutely amazing.

So no, I do not rave.
But do I smile?


Ya, just a bit.