Had a shocking realization during the Academy Awards last night that's going to ruin a lot of movies for me from here on out.
If Mrs M and I had a daughter, she'd look like Jennifer Lawrence.
She could be Oliver and Ken Mannion's sister.
So from now on whenever I see her in a movie, instead of thinking what a great actress she is, I'll be thinking:
"Watch your mouth, young lady!"
"Stop that, right now!"
"Put some clothes on!"
Or, worse, I won't actually be thinking these things, I'll be thinking I should be thinking these things, if you know what I mean.