This weekend, Matt and I went to a screening of Help! at the annual Orillia Beatles Celebration.
(The Beatles have zero history in the lovely city of Orillia. That makes the festival eight times more awesome. It's just pure Beatles infatuation.)
As the credits rolled, all I could say was: "So. That happened."
Yeah. That happened.
Still, we somehow walked away with a greater appreciation for the Fab Four.
And then we watched The Love You Make.
And bought a John Lennon album.