Five days later, I feel like a normal person again. Thank you Mucinex.
I watched a bunch of movies while coughing my balls off and blowing sixteen cubic feet of crud out of my head, though. Here are a couple of them:
- Thank you for Smoking. I really liked it. It's a very funny movie that makes fun of the culture of spin, without regard to what the spin is about. It's going to offend a lot of people who probably need to be offended. I could have done without the little kid in so much of the movie, though, which felt sort of forced and plot-device-y to me. The acting was all really fantastic, though.
- Kairo, which is better known as the Japanese version of this year's laughably awful Pulse. Hmm. I wanted to like this film, and it had been enthusiastically recommended to me by a lot of people, but I really didn't like it. It was slow, unclear, and took way too long to get going, but it was still less annoying than the remake.
- Seven Days in May is a 1964 political thriller about an attempted military coup, lead by Burt Lancaster and thwarted by Kirk Douglas. It's pretty good, with some truly outstanding performances, and some eerily prescient dialogue about the constitution and defending it from all enemies, foreign and domestic.
It's been a perfect few days to read it, too, because since Friday, the sky over Pasadena has been the color of a television, tuned to a dead channel.
