
If this guy’s representative
of all that is Toronto,
then point me t’wards the hate club
and initiate me pronto.

Thrilling and powerful, Javier rocks, he
deserves every plaudit and rave.
That being said, it’s The Hudsucker Proxy
that stands as my Coen-brand fave.

Why the hell is Keira Knightley,
mantis eyes, and teeth unsightly,
on the poster, posing as if she’s the movie’s lead?
Keira pulls a pouty phone-in,
when compared to Saoirse Ronan
who, herself, belongs upon the poster, I’ve decreed.

Its greatest feat I can report is
lifelike (deathlike?) rigor mortis.

I admit that almost surely
If I was, instead, a girlie
Watching actor Georgie Clooney
I’d be all ablush and swooney.