But other than that, to quote Julia Roberts, "COLOR ME HAPPY!" I am head-over-heels-in-love with Netflix and swimming in a veritable orgy of their splendor these days. So let's take a moment to gush and show our (my) appreciation. And let it be said, frankly, I think they know a good renter when they spot one and they clearly like to keep their best customers happy. That's smart business.Last week, despite reported long waits, I got some very hot awards season-fare The Brave One, Elizabeth, Gone Baby Gone, and even Across the Universe. Too bad, none of them were that great at all, but who cares! Netflix LOVES ME!
And if things couldn't get any creamier, I returned two movies on Saturday. This past Monday was President's Day, mind you, and I didn't think the mail was working, so I was gearing up for and fully accepting a major blow to my Q. So on Monday, I see that my movies arrived at that Eden on Earth, the Netflix warehouse in New Brunswick, NJ, which was nice and unexpected. Apparently Netflix was open on President's Day, Score one for me. But surely the mail certainly was not running to pick up my movies and get them to me by Tuesday??? Even their emails to me fully outlined that I would receive The Silence (for my devastating Bergman Rutgers class) and Margot at the Wedding (which I have been dreaming about forever) on Wednesday. Again, fine with me. Mind you, Margot just came out on DVD like 2 hours ago and had a wait to some capacity. So somehow, SOMEHOW, I come home from a lackluster gym workout and my two movies are waiting for me! How did Netflix do it!??!?!?! I don't know. They must be wizards.
And again, they love me. So I am putting them to the test. I put Michael Clayton to the top of my queue. This movie has a VERY LONG WAIT - I have never done well with those; so we'll see if Netflix again bumps me to the front of the line.
Yay, netflix. If they continue spoiling me like this, I will never even try to get a life anymore, and who would blame me?
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