In other news, I've been falling down on the job as a 25-word reviewer. I'm going to rectify that now with my two most recent film-viewing experiences:
MR. SMITH GOES TO WASHINGTON in 25 words or less:
A contrived, gooey mess with an abrupt ending and too many soliloquies ...but so dang sincere! Plus, Jimmy Stewart is a master of physical expression. B.
THE MATRIX REVOLUTIONS in 25 words or less:
Impressive, unabashed, anime-inflected mecha battles and dragonball-z-style flying fights interspersed with incomprehensible pontificating and other awfulness. A landmark work of unintentional comedy. C
And it wouldn't be a post lately without some veiled chatter about X, which is coming along nicely, thank you, is taking a lot of time away from work, and is hovering between being a source of excitement and a source of anxiety. More on that soon, I assure you.
So that's me, done posting and heading back to the aforementioned brief.