Watched a cute if perplexing movie last night: "The Ramen Girl," starring Brittany Murphy. All that I
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adore about the late actress shines in her role as Abby, and she does a fine job with an odd story... She moves to Tokyo to be with her boyfriend, who promptly ditches her. And she stays—to learn the art of becoming a Ramen chef—from one of the meanest dicks one could ever imagine working for. He makes fun of her, smacks her upside the head, berates
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her, makes her scrub some pretty vile terlets... but our girl Abby refuses to give up. I don't know why.
This is one of the few Murphy movies I hadn't seen, and in fact, had never heard of it until I searched around on Netflix.
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I think I now understand why it fell below the radar. Also never caught "Eight Mile," which is among her most acclaimed roles. Unfortunately, I just can't bare spending 90 minutes of my life looking at Eminem, star of stage, screen... and my worst nightmares. Maybe some insomniac-laden post-2 a.m. misery-filled night when things can't seem any worse... I'll challenge myself.
God bless Brittany Murphy. Her death is still affecting me.
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