Thursday, July 17, 2008

It's like a metaphor, see? Because after a while, it's not about Matt anymore.

Everybody knows, I'm a crusty old cynic. But I'm not dead. There are still some things that inexplicably make me go all mushy inside--like cats who run and cry at the same time (meow-wow-wow-wow-wow), spontaneous standing ovations, the last scene of You've Got Mail, and Veterans' Day parades.

So yeah, I know--we've all seen Matt, wherever the hell he is. But this?

This is lovely.

My favorite moment comes at 2:37.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

The music's great too.