It's before noon on a Sunday, I'm awake and my paper didn't show up. Bah.
Went out last night and saw Lost In Translation
. It was good, despite the deaf/blind/stupid man in front of us who needed dialog explained or text read to him or to comment on his "clever" insights periodically throughout the film. I may end up seeing Gothika
because of it though (monstersocks
isn't a fan of Bill Murray kind of like I can't stand Halle Berry.)