I don’t read the script. The script reads me.

Got this at a bargain from HMV and watched it this lazy Sunday afternoon with Sam.

Arsenic and Old Lace

I loved this film – it has that indie aura surrounding it with the shtick and the spiel, but through its lack of weirdness it has astoundingly broken into the mainstream and become a great hit. Kimya Dawson, The Moldy Peaches and Antsy Pants also make for a stellar soundtrack. A must see.

Since I have been working at Ocado, developing my own sites and from time to time playing Halo 3 on Xbox live, I haven’t had time to finish off watching Twin Peaks season 2 or the last two and a half seasons of The X-files. It doesn’t help therefore that I have been subscribing myself to even more television that I simply don’t have the time for anymore.

Boston Legal:

Californication:

Battlestar Galactica Razor

Then there were the films…

Superbad (awesome)

Shooter (meh)

The Bourne Ultimatum (awesome)

1408 (good)

Disturbia (much better than expected) – Shia is someone to watch.

Shoot Em Up (a good laugh but nothing fabulous)

A far superior film to the abhorrent Ocean’s twelve, far far better, and actually enjoyable. By no means perfect, but enjoyable, which is more than I can say for that torrid affair in Europe. The average scene length is longer than 30 seconds, there is a storyline, each person actually has a role in the team, there’s no Julia Roberts or Catherine Zeta Jones, there’s much less impossible technology and as an added bonus, we get Al Pacino and a big-nosed Matt Damon.