Oh, Brendan Fraser. I have now watched yet another film in which you engage in slapstick with CGI animals. Granted, **Furry Vengeance **isn’t even the low point of your career. But it’s still – CGI animals? Again?
In the spirit of full disclosure, I want to explain that I am deeply, heart-breakingly in love with Brendan Fraser. This affair, which exists entirely in my own mind but has never blossomed into full-blown stalking, has been going on for a long, long time, despite the fact that most of his films are pedestrian DVD fodder.
If you’re confused by my passion for the star of *Monkeybone *and Looney Tunes: Back in Action](Looney Tunes: Back in Action (2003) - Movie | Moviefone), I would suggest that you run immediately to Netflix or your nearest video store, and watch Gods and Monsters](Gods and Monsters (1998) - Movie | Moviefone) with Fraser and Sir Ian McKellan. Or The Quiet American](The Quiet American (2002) - Movie | Moviefone) with Fraser and Sir Michael Caine. Or the odd, charming little indie flick Still Breathing](Still Breathing (1997) - Movie | Moviefone), which didn’t have knights in the cast, although Celeste Holm played Fraser’s grandmother.
In each of these films, Brendan Fraser showed that he’s capable of being an A-list movie star and an accomplished actor. He’s also handsome as sin, affable, self-deprecating, and wildly charismatic. Yeah, I’m biased, what with him being my imaginary movie boyfriend and all. But I’m still right.