Analysis Of The Movie ' The Front Yard ' Essay

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“What were you thinking kissing him? In the front yard! Hasn’t your little infatuation caused our family enough trouble?” Brandon asked Virginia later that evening. “You’re acting like a fucking slut. Seriously, Vee, when are you going to stop throwing yourself at him?”
They were in the den watching Taxi Driver with Robert De Niro, Brandon’s hands down all-time favorite movie. Brandon resembled the typical male, sprawled out assuming most of the room on the couch as his domain. Virginia kept to her thin slither of what was leftover, her feet tucked under her bottom, her lap draped with a light blanket. She chewed at an inflamed hangnail on her thumb.
“I know. I know. Trust me, I’m not allowing myself to go there again.”
“That’s not what it looked like to me. It looked like that was exactly where you were headed. You’re falling for his bullshit again, like you always do.”
“I’m not. And I’m not the only one that’s fallen for it…he was your best friend, remember?”
“EX best friend. HE SCREWED MY SISTER!”
“Shh, Jesus Brandon, Dad is in the next room.”
“Do you ever see me talking to the A-hole?” he continued. “I wish Chase Davenport would leave and crawl back under whatever rock he crawled out from under. We’d all be better off.”
“Brandon! That’s a horrible thing to say about somebody.”
“Yep, and here she goes taking up for him…history repeating itself.”
“I’m not taking up for him. If you’d just explain what happened—”
“I shouldn’t have to. I’m your brother. When I tell you…

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