It was organic, really.
There I was, watching “Shrek 2” again, when suddenly it dawned on me: “Shit, this is my favorite movie.”
I’m not entirely sure what to glean from this. Am I awash with childlike wonder? Do I really dig the idea of Donkey banging a giant dragon?
Alas. All I really know is this: When Shrek rides in on Mongo to the tune of “I Need A Hero,” I get really damn excited.