My dad hates that movie. Hates it. More than I think you should hate a movie that’s objectively beautiful, starring a baby Brad Pitt when he still seemed sweet and a little dumb, before he abused Angelina. But mention that movie to my dad and you’ll get a solid ten minute rant on “that’s not fly fishing. Flipping his line all over the damn river. Scarin…
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