a two-movie day

Today I ate 5 sausage biscuits: two for breakfast and three for dinner (I also ate some fruit and vegetables: a cucumber, a tomato and a banana split). The biscuits were oddly satisfying. I'd probably repeat it tomorrow except we've run out of them.

Not only have I scarfed biscuit for biscuit with my brother (he can even eat them late night, whereas I have limits), we're haircut for haircut, and movie and movie for movie and movie. Differences: I ran while he watched the baseball game in which the Red Sox lost to the Angels? Come now. He's reading CSL's Silver Chair and I'm O'Connor's A Good Man Is Hard to Find. Different haircuts although it was the same stylist. FYI: we're not identical twins.

MOVIES:

Disclaimer: I'm a movie glutton. I can watch just about anything and like it. To prove my point I'll admit that two of my all-time favorite movies are So I Married an Ax Murderer and Babette's Feast. Heck, I liked Semi-Pro, and I do enjoy a good pretentious film every now and then (Valley of Elah was my favorite for 2007).

My brother and I went to see Dark Knight. It was excellent! I will have to see it again. It's dense. Hype usually ruins movies for me. Example: I saw Shakespeare in Love after it won all those awards, and my response, "This is it?" SIL wasn't bad, but neither was it brilliant. But, this movie is well cast, well acted, well written. And Batman's toys are so much fun. Literary themes of good and evil and questions of human nature and anarchy weave their way throughout the movie. The characters are 3D: good guys aren't sterling nor the bad rotten. It was so enthralling that I didn't mind how packed the house was and the copious amount of popcorn literally in surround sound. (Who deemed popcorn "the movie snack"? If I owned a movie theater, popcorn would be replaced with yogurt, bananas and sausage biscuits.)

Then, we watched Thomas Crowne Affair with Pierce Brosnan. It was good, but suffered from the obvious comparison. The Chief described the "love scenes" aptly with a single word, "crass". The rock-star lifestyle, scenery and clothes were enjoyable. The lovers' testing one another reminded me of Shakespeare's Antony and Cleopatra. And, the plot twists were clever enough to make me grin, but suffer from the comparison with the Oscar Wilde play I watched last week.