Just in case anyone worries about him on these chilly nights, Woodford is rarely bothered by temperature. He lives in a sandwich of love and warmth in every moment of his life. For example; an actual crib mattress, 2x memory foam mattress pads, and various blankets separate him from the floor, while an actual twin-sized comforter, doubled over, separates him from the big bad, scary air. He will still try to convince us that he needs to remember what our bed feels like in order to truly appreciate his own.

Before Christmas, I watched the original True Grit movie because I got so GD pumped after seeing the new one's trailer. Trip and I made a promise to our other Western-philic friends that we would wait until after the break to see it together. Last night I finally graduated from repeatedly watching the trailers on Youtube, as I had started to feel like a super senior (again).
My review of the movie is short and sweet:
It's not like the original, possibly better. However, this one is more closely based on the book I have heard. I haven't read the book. Jeff Bridges is amazing. Hailee Steinfeld (Mattie Ross) is amazing, and Matt Damon is... Matt Damon. I absolutely could not be disappointed because the best movie scene of all times is still very much intact, and better. Call the cleanup crew, there's been an explosion of giddy theater number eight.
Fun fact; the new version was filmed in the exact same location as the old (Granger, TX). Even some of the old tying posts were still in location, and the reservation doctor/shop owner's cabin is the same. Pretty cool!
Bottom line: Highly, highly recommended. I think I'm in love.

No, I'm sure of it.

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