Happy VD

St. Valentine's Day has come and gone and the spirit of the holiday got me thinking about one of the most romantic movies I have seen in a while, Harold & Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay (and yes, I did just watch Love Actually). Even though it did not garner a single Oscar, I found it to be a very good film.

*spoiler alert* - they smoke pot

Also, there is a very touching scene towards the end where Kumar is trying to win back the girl he loves as she is in the middle marrying some jag-off. Kumar recites the following poem to her.

The Square Root of Three, by David Feinberg

I’m sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that’s good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic

I know I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three

As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed

He's sensitive AND scientific. I don't know how the girl kept from jumping his bones right then and there!

Happy Valentine's Day!