I'm Never Anywhere

My life sucks.

Shocking.

For more than a week now, the blogging cells in my brain have been on life support, and not the good kind. The Terri Schiavo kind. I keep trying to post some new material, but nothing has really materialized. I guess I'm just making this post to say this. So, okay.

Oh, also, concerning the post entitled 'I'm Just a Simple Boy With a Private Jet': Only five in the snapshot queue are still in my Top Ten, not including Requiem for a Dream, which fell off mainly because EVERYONE kept saying what I already knew; the, ya know, raw and powerful darkness. New to it are Mulholland Drive (at #3), Sense & Sensibility (at #4), Not One Less (at #5), The Wind That Shakes the Barley (at #7), My Neighbors the Yamadas, and Millennium Actress (at #10). If you must know as well, my current runner-up pool is:

#11: Death Proof
#12: The Hoax
#13: Raise the Red Lantern
#14: Requiem for a Dream
#15: The Bourne Identity

For whatever reason, that post is still getting comments. And in now past-tense terms. I've seen Trainspotting, Planet Terror, and Heavenly Creatures in the past 12 days. Keep up.

Look at me, I'm ranting like the 'olden days. [sigh] It brings back memories. Hopefully maybe some reviews of those films and more, but only if you ask, and nicely.

So, finally, a message to all from the AD Forums who comes here:

If you were there more than a year and half ago when it OW, you know what that means, and how I mean it. Good night!