i don't even really want to say anything about the plot. what did i feel watching this... well, i think i was in the wrong mood. about a half hour before the end, i actually felt like maybe i should just go outside because then i wouldn't have to be so upset. it definately was a very upsetting film. then i realized that what the film was doing was putting me right back in the place i was oh, 7 years ago or whatever, when i read the book; as in, totally paranoid. like "ohmigodanyoneiseecouldbearavingpsycho" kind of paranoid. this is bad, since i work at night, and compound that with the crazy shooter running around, and i could have a full-on paranoia. all the actors were great; i mean, the movie really reproduced the book on the screen. but what i don't understand is... really... why? why recreate something that was magical and engrossing in a book on the screen? to me it flattens it and dries it out. bleah.
okay, that wasn't even spoilery. but i can't organize my thoughts very well right now. we stopped in at JSTA's and there were still people socializing, so we joined them for a while and then jack and scott watched monsters inc while i snoozed. came home, held my eyes open as long as humanly possible, slept and woke up. the cable company came and reclaimed my box for nonpayment which is fine because i was cancelling because of the move anyways. the cable lady was awesome. she had these CRAZY nails and short bleached hair and a huge cabley tool belt. she was very nice even though she knew that i'm a delinquent cable customer.
so that's all. pretty dull. i like to keep track, though. now, to go eat and make pretty.