I saw O Brother, Where Art Thou? last night. Typical (which is to say atypical) Coen structure, beautiful soundtrack, and the movie itself wasn't half bad either. I absolutely loved it, needless to say. I'm going to see it again this weekend. Along with everything else that's playing at Downtown West, but I digress...
Midterms are over at last. O-chem is kicking my ass.
I want to reiterate again how much I loved Hannibal. I'm absolutely adamant about it, too. Hans Zimmer wrote a damn opera specifically for the film, and the cantata will move you to tears.
Mexy and I are going to make the boys cry with our taco-making skillzz this weekend. Everyone who hated Hannibal has a small lump of coal where their heart should be. Philistines. Plankton plankton plankton.