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Sunday, February 16, 2003

Why, hello website! Don't you look snazzy!

I'm really digging this new design. Even with the brown. *g*

Have triumphed over evil, evil rewriting on evil, evil screenplay. Will now be able to slap professor silly with 54 pages of rewritten goodness.

Actually, only about a third is really new. And about half of that is any good. But that's why we have third and fourth drafts. Right?

Saw Chicago again today. Am very very happy as a result. Seeing The Pianist tomorrow. Will likely be very very not happy afterwards.

And then, because I have Monday off, I'm thinking a matinee of Daredevil. Why? Because I can.

Mmmm. Movies. Love 'em.

Your depressing thought for today -- if Pearl Harbor had come out after Sept. 11, I have a horrible feeling that it would have been received a helluva lot better than it was. It still would be a crap movie, but it had a happy ending. And SO MANY American flags. Seriously. I lost count.

This thought brought to you by the fact that I flipped past Volcano earlier today on FX, and I used to really like that movie, but today the scene where the fireman jumps into the overturned fire truck to save his buddy -- but ends up dying alongside him -- was just too much.

And I'm jaded and cynical.

They thought war movies wouldn't do well at the box office after 9/11. Turns out, it's disaster movies that are the dead genre.

Even now, we don't need to find our tragedy in fiction anymore.

On that note, I'm going to go watch Babe: Pig In the City. They say it's good. And They are rarely wrong.

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