I had seen the ads for Wanted for weeks now, and in case I didn't love Angelina Jolie enough, James McAvoy is in it (he's new on my to-do list). And then, looking closer, I could have sworn they were riding the L in Chicago.
So when I saw it on Sunday I found out it was so totally Chicago. Which I should have remembered from all the April/August hoopla. But it was funny to see him coming out of his apartment on Clark, 2 blocks south of Wrigley Field and 2 blocks east of Redmonds and Sheffields (Redmonds = wings, Sheffields = best beer garden). Lots of local shots, driving down Lake under the L. I felt cool by association, especially since I love me some transit-surfing, admittedly not as hardcore, but still. I have also decided I need some wicked tats. And go to the gym and learn how to do smoky eye makeup. Because I want to be badass too. (And those scenes not shot in Chicago were shot in one of my other favorite cities - Prague!)
My movie-buddy and I spent the ride home checking the Cubs score (he grew up outside Chicago), and then pledged to see Dark Knight, which looks awesome. And mucked up my commute home for the entire month of August.
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