…I’ll deal with something being wrong for the rest of my life."
Truer words were never spoken in a movie.
I’m not a communicator. Forget every cliche about feminine talkativeness. Forget that the only thing I ever got into trouble for in school was talking in class or being late due to talking before class. That’s conversing, not communicating. And I can be very determined to solve any problem all by myself. I can sit in front of a manuscript, determined to sort it out and get snippy when help is offered. It doesn’t make for easy collaboration.
Eric has more patience than anyone gives him credit for.
Speaking of Scorsese/DiCaprio, saw Shutter Island at the theater on Friday to kick off spring break. This movie relies heavily on (spoiler in the link) a conceit that I strongly dislike. But I do think it does a very good job with what it’s trying to do, and looks great.
On DVD, watched a small movie called The Maiden Heist, a comedy with Christopher Walken, Morgan Freeman and William H. Macy. It was serviceable, and funny in places, but nothing terribly special. On the other hand, there are worse ways to spend 90 minutes or so.