the day after sunflower

S and I watched The Day After Tomorrow last night. It's good when you're really stoned, particularly (or maybe specifically) the special effects. The airplane turbulence made me wish I hadn't taken such a big hit off the pipe before we hit Play. It's really a cheesy movie, but S commented early on that it was like Poseidon Adventure, which is exactly right, so all of the bad writing and so-so acting was okay. It was a little long (at 2 hours 3 minutes), but what else did we have to do last night?

The reason I've wanted to watch this movie, I'm a little ashamed to admit, is because I was having lunch a few months ago with M and a woman she works with. We ate Vietnamese at the Sunflower, which is probably the best Vietnamese restaurant in Austin. This woman -- whose name I can't remember -- was going on and on about the fact that Jake Gyllenhaal's agent was, the very next day, going to announce that Jake was coming out of the closet because he was in love with Austin Nichols.

I had no idea who Austin Nichols was, but this unnamed woman filled me in on all the "facts." The one I remembered (and could look up) was that they met on the set of The Day After Tomorrow. I was certainly curious about the kind of man Jake would fall for -- would he be Heath Ledger-like? Or perhaps more like Jake himself). I guess Austin Nichols fits both of those descriptions. Regardless if the rumors are true (the media was pretty quiet the day after my lunch at Sunflower, though I don't really tune in to the media, but of course, surely by now I would've heard something), whomever Jake chooses to spend his time with is the real winner. That smile!

There was nothing really revealing about Jake and Austin's "relationship" in the movie as far as I could tell. They started out rivals over the same high school girl, then eventually (when the tragedy was great) became pals. After watching the first season of Extras (which S and I did a few nights ago -- we love this show!), I imagine that movie actors spend a whole lot of time together waiting to be called for a scene, and since the two of them were in quite a few scenes together, they probably had a considerable amount of hang time together. Obviously they got along. Good for them.