things in my room last night.
I'm remembering how much I like movies lately. For a long time my brain had deteriorated to the point where I couldn't fathom the idea of dedicating two whole hours to just sitting there and only watching a movie, not multitasking at all. But having seen a few in the last week or so, I'm being reminded of how engrossing they can be, how you actually care about the story, and how they can make you feel. Not to sound cliched, but you laugh, you cry, you hurl. I saw the new harry potter on tuesday night at midnight with Brad, and I quite liked it. It was a touch slow moving, but it did a very respectable job of progressing and expanding the story. as a stand alone work it perhaps is not very worthwhile, not like the last one (which I loved.) but it's still good.
On Monday Greg and Josh and Rayme and I saw Oceans 13 and Knocked up at the Clova, which is by far the best place to see movies around here. Oceans 13 is forgotten before the credits are over but was pleasant to watch, but Knocked up was really excellent. Funny and touching and smart, it made me want to have a baby, do shrooms in vegas, and be married to someone as beautiful and funny as Leslie Mann. It also makes me think that if there was a show called " Paul Rudd is your friend." that it we would all watch it. It would just be footage of him like, watching a basketball game and occasionally asking the camera if you wanted another beer, or barbecuing and listening, while you talk to the screen to your problems with your girlfriend and then he's like "just fuck it, fuck it man." and then shaky cam of him at a bar being like, "Woooooohoo! this is what you need! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!This is what you need man!". It would make him the biggest star in the world.