it…out

We watched some movies this weekend. We started off with with the baby-friendly Shark Tale on Friday night, and it thouroughly sucked. Saturday night we started I Heart Huckabees, which I was conviced would also suck. I could not have been more wrong. I really liked that movie, even though I fell asleep in the middle. This was partly because Shark Tale sucked so much, and partly because of the South Dakota wine we had been drinking. Admiteddly, it was better than the local SD wine we are more accustomed to in these parts. Sunday morning I watched the rest of Huckabees. I don’t know what else to say about it because any experience or personal growth gained from that movie was eclipsed entirely by Closer, which I watched Sunday afernoon. Not only did this movie prompt an immediate iTunes purchase of Damien Rice’s ‘The blower’s daughter’, it also planted in my mind a firm unceratinty as to what it (and in fact Life itself) was actually about. As it turns out, that doesn’t really matter. As far as I can tell, there are, more or less, four characters in the film, none of whom I would consider a protagonist, but all of whom I identified with at various points. some for good reasons, some for bad. It was at about this point that I realized that a film this strange could only be derived from a play, and I later found out that it was indeed. Do I recommend it? the damn I do!