On Friday afternoon, I saw "Lost in Translation." It was great. I'd dare say that it's been the best movie I've seen so far this year. The acting was great and it looked pretty and... the sound was incredible! You could hear the sound of dry skin on bedsheets and the sound of fabric being tied to a tree branch. Really, really beautiful stuff.
I just got done watching "Harvey" with my friend Adam. That Jimmy Stewart is quite the guy. How someone could so perfectly walk the line of sincerity without ever crossing over into schmaltziness is beyond me.
I am gushing. Why am I gushing?
I think it's because Halloween is over and all the skeletons are gone. Now it's nothing, but red leaves and gravy.