It seems to be fairly obvious: Any given wearable will peter out if it doesn't provide value.

Here, I know what a totally over-the-top stupid hamfisted what-if movie needs: Questions about facts - like, does whoever writes something like this have any idea how many people would have to get murdered that one night for it to make a dent in the population distribution?

Nuh-uh, man - "it's just a movie" was never a valid argument. Sorry. http://www.cracked.com/blog/6-common-…

Well done - and it point to what is, essentially, a Hollywood problem: That the director also has to be the main storyteller. Also, that everyone wants to be a star, and on a movie, the director is the star (besides, you know, the actual moviestars).

Was that Matt Winston behind the bar...?

Kasper, if you're still here: That's brilliant! - also, there goes my evening... :)

Wow, you people all do such interesting things... all I've been up to this week is fitting my Montague folder with some sweet red tires - and this isn't even it, just a 'shop, since I don't have a camera right now.

Patrick McCabe's "The Butcher Boy", hands down - you get to follow the experiences of an insane boy as seen through his own, crazy mind, in which it's all totally logical... deeply unsettling read.

I still prefer the non-cheating kind -

Thank you, and kudos, and thank you for one great read upon another - in return (after a fashion) here's a video you might enjoy, I think it lies along those same lines: http://www.ted.com/talks/lawrence…

Totally!!

Correction: The female stunt rider standing in for Carrie Ann Moss was Debbie Evans, not Zoe Bell.

We're in the realm of books for me - "The Butcher Boy" by Patrick McCabe is, hands down, the most horrifying piece of fiction I've consumed. It's a stream-of-conciousness tale of a young boy slowly decending into madness and murder, and as the reader you're there, inside his head, for the whole trip...