I had some minor surgery performed yesterday, taking care of a broken toe from that time I smashed my foot through a movie theater chair.* Everything's going fine, pity-whore that I am, the only drawback being I'm deprived of this weekend's new releases: the ravishing Diane Lane wasted again in what is reportedly a wretched thriller; and Sly Stallone flexing his thespian muscles in Rambo: Third Blood, Part Four, or wherever we are in the neverending saga. Stallone received mysteriously good reviews for his Rocky update last year, so if they come again we'll know the fix is in.
While I'm on the mend, I urge everyone with a pair of good legs to check out instead the re-release of No Country for Old Men and the wider release of There Will Be Blood. Both of them Oscar heavies, and more than worthy, though I'm leaning toward the budding theory that they're going to cancel each other out, leaving a sleeper like Tony Gilroy's Michael Clayton (I keep wanting to call it Michael Gilroy) with the big prize. Granted, my predictions for the nominations were pretty laughable, but I did call Denzel Washington and Angelina Jolie's shut-outs. I'm streaky.
*Just kidding about the chair, though not the toe.
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