February 3: Date, The Artist, Silent Movie

So, my wife and I went on a date tonight.  We didn't go to the concert, as we had originally planned.  The tickets for that were a little too pricey.  Instead, we went to see the silent film The Artist.

In keeping with the spirit of the movie, I offer you the following reaction:

Saint Marty laughed...

Saint Marty cried...

Saint Marty was shocked...

Saint Marty didn't fall asleep...

Saint Marty got indignant...

Overall, Saint Marty gives it two thumbs up...