November 13th, 2004

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movie rant, with special concussion bonus!

I'm not sure how I managed to close the car door on my own head. Any explanation I can come up with seems to indicate that I'm someone who shouldn't be surprised when that happens, but I assure you it took me off guard.

But enough about me. Let's stick our thumbs up and whine about movies, shall we?


It's probably good when you leave the theatre with questions. "When can I see this again?" being your best case scenario, followed by "What happpens NEXT to these characters?" But there are questions you don't want to find yourself asking, and I think "What other artistic compromises were they forced to make?" may very well top that list.

What's worse for me is when they leave a trail of breadcrumbs to that answer.---

If you've known me for any length of time, you've probably heard all that before, or could have predicted it. But you also know this never stops me from repeating myself.

So, there we are.

  • Current Mood
    a little groggy from the head wound