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Netflix Pick: Born to Be Blue, All Things Ethan, Etc.


In the lead-up to Ethan Hawke's new film, Juliet, Naked, I am spending my time lately on all things Ethan.  It's not hard, you know.  Long-time readers know he is one of my all-time fave mans!




Spent last night watching Born to Be Blue, a biopic about jazz trumpeter, Chet Baker.  It was such a beautiful and heart-breaking film.  The vulnerability of Ethan and costar, Carmen Ejogo, is just lovely.  And of course the story of Baker himself is phenomenal.  Almost makes me want to listen to jazz.  Almost.




My hubs even bought the GQ mag that has a feature on Ethan right now for light reading on a work trip I have this week.  I just have to deal with Kylie's rumpus on the front.  (not a fan, sorry)



Aaaaand, I don't even want to hear that Ethan simply clicks "like" on all his comments or has his assistant doing it for him when I commented on a scene from Boyhood he broke down a few weeks back.  The fact is, he saw that comment and liked it, and that is that! 

For other Ethan fans like myself, you're in luck because he is like VISA lately....he's EVERYWHERE you want to be!  With all the press for Juliet, First Reformed, and Blaze, there are all kinds of opportunities to catch him.  It's a great time to be alive.  For me, anyway.


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