I saw "127 Hours" this weekend. The film, based on the true story of Aron Ralston, was viscerally raw and had me feeling a bit dizzy at times (but it may have been that I hadn't eaten any food that morning). I'd recommend that everyone go through this unforgettable experience, but...
You know that PSA that reminds you not to talk, text, or use your cell phone during a movie? Well, it leaves a giant loophole for people with GPS units. At my screening of "Black Swan," someone wandered through the front of the theater, guided by his pocket-sized marvel of 21st Century technology. "AT THE END OF THE STREET, TURN LEFT." Unfortunately the device was turned off before it could speak the final instruction, "AT YOUR DESTINATION, PUT ON YOUR BUNNY EARS...JACKASS."
I had heard rumors that "Black Swan" was about a black swanosaurus. I don't recall seeing any, but perhaps one was in the background while Natalie Portman was making out with that chick.
Happy Birthday, Stuart! Hopefully you can open your gifts without smashing them in the process!
Flew to NYC over the holiday, visiting our old neighborhood in Astoria and trudging through feet of snow in Manhattan. Tip for any of you travelers: Most airlines do not consider bunny ears a carry-on item.
