Danny's hands start moving, in the air. Which somehow ticks some of the muscles in Steve's back to relax. Somehow. The free hand that actually bounces against Steve's own leg, smacking it for the note of a point, and the one with Danny's beer, that he shifts but doesn't go throwing about as cavalierly. And it's easy to toss a blase, disinterested comment out to the last one.
Which might be good because anything past that point is Danny looking at him suddenly very closely. Not spacially. He doesn't get any closer. But the world Danny is focusing on seems to winnow down suddenly to Steve's face. When he doesn't even look back to the movie and Danny's face is shifting. When he's getting that intent look he does when he thinks he knows what's going on. Or that something is.
And really nothing is. Nothing at all. Letting Steve face scrunch up in faintly suspicious, entirely dismissive question of what's what? that did not not need any words to be said. Especially, when he's still asking the question Danny tossed out at him before. Not that it was a question. It was just another volley at his taste. "The ending to Basterds ruins everything that was good about it."
What. He's got a beef with movies that are all real, all hands on, and then drop kick themselves off a cliff historically. Sue him. He doesn't give a damn. Some good scenes, not a movie he'd really watch except maybe when he can't sleep or swim or run at two or three in the morning. Better than nothing, but not in the running for much else.
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Which might be good because anything past that point is Danny looking at him suddenly very closely. Not spacially. He doesn't get any closer. But the world Danny is focusing on seems to winnow down suddenly to Steve's face. When he doesn't even look back to the movie and Danny's face is shifting. When he's getting that intent look he does when he thinks he knows what's going on. Or that something is.
And really nothing is. Nothing at all. Letting Steve face scrunch up in faintly suspicious, entirely dismissive question of what's what? that did not not need any words to be said. Especially, when he's still asking the question Danny tossed out at him before. Not that it was a question. It was just another volley at his taste. "The ending to Basterds ruins everything that was good about it."
What. He's got a beef with movies that are all real, all hands on, and then drop kick themselves off a cliff historically. Sue him. He doesn't give a damn. Some good scenes, not a movie he'd really watch except maybe when he can't sleep or swim or run at two or three in the morning. Better than nothing, but not in the running for much else.