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Having seen it, it's also a pretty great movie to boot, but I think it unlikely to be even an arthouse hit. There are just not that many Bard fans, Whedon hardcore fans — which is fine: the movie cost peanuts to make (12 days, shot in Whedon's actual house, the actors wore their own clothes, etc.) and I don't think

I've increasingly come to see the series (just the show, not read the books) as a dichotomy between characters who are very schematic in their thinking, i.e. traditional and those who think outside the box.

Saturday, saw Much Ado about Nothing at the San Francisco International Film Festival, with Amy Acker and Alexis Denisof in attendance.

Watched a few episodes of The Good Wife: marveled all anew at how wonderful Carrie Preston is as Elsbeth Tassioni, and screamed like a banshee when Alicia and ______ kissed. I really love so many little things and character moments about this show; I just wished there was a stronger narrative arc to keep everything

Bill Cunningham New York is charming, much like the subject of the doc. I like things that take clothes seriously; dressing oneself is a super-personal kind of self expression as literally everybody civilized does it. And we walk around all day showing people our taste. I can't help but like a dude who's dedicated his

I am going to try and get tickets but they'll probably sell out in a minute… ugh.

I listened to the music of Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker ballet over and over this weekend. There are some passages of real beauty there.

I thought I was the only one who ever bothered to read Tender Is the Night.

I read Gatsby a billion years ago and a bunch of his short stories, which gave me the impression that Fitzgerald was a great but somewhat insubstantial writer.

The Godfather is perfect. Weirdly, Part 2 is messy, imperfect and yet somehow an even better film. Crazy.

Dear Handlen, I love that you chose Pale Fire as a perfect piece of art, even though Lolita is pretty much one of my favorite things ever, because Pale Fire is not only exquisite, it's practically perfect.

Oh dear, I'll have to admit I haven't finished the book and it's been a slow starter for me (I plead food coma). Dunno, I will keep plugging away and hope it's worth it? I admit when I figured out there was another Discworld wizard book, I just went super-gleeful and didn't think too much.

mmmm, Ryan Gosling. He's just *handwaves*

It's my top movie, ever. I love a lot of his other movies, but Vertigo is the best. It's the most perfect and personal movie of his, a slurry erotic dream of a movie that I love so dang much.

Been on vacation this past week to New Orleans, so I was busy eating. Oh my God, I think I literally ate all the things.

Yes, exactly.

Finished Capote's In True Blood — second try, and what a great read. Manages to be a beautiful evocation of grief and loss in a perfectly realized American small town AND a true crime "nonfiction novel" in which the killer is the most interesting, sympathetic character.

Literally within the last few weeks, my sister and I discussed (for like the thousandth time) how plausible it was that Reese's character made a shank in juvie out of a toothbrush. We are still obsessed with this movie.

"I didn't kill you, you dirty little pervert, now give me your car keys before I cut your pecker off!" — ahhhh, this is the movie that means I can never dislike Reese Witherspoon. Stupid lifetime pass.

No, it's more sick but a lesser movie in pretty much every way.