At some point in time, I watched a few movies:
Last Night: I dunno. There's something wrong with me. I am unhealthily attracted to movies about affairs. It's glurgy and weird and I feel weird. I'm not sure what to take away from this movie, to be honest, which I dunno says something more about the director or about me, but I couldn't really fathom what they were getting at, or trying to say about the nature of the content. So I guess I didn't particularly enjoy it, looking through that lens.
The People I've Slept With: Kind of a poorly acted movie, but nice in that it has a character that is an asian man and also incredibly sexy. In my humble opinion. Anyhow, movie is this: Girl who likes sex has a lot of sex with men and gets knocked up. There are four or five possibilities of who the father is. She collects DNA to find out which one. (There is one that she secretly hopes is the daddy. Hint: It's the sexy Asian man.)
Crazy, Stupid, Love.: As far as I know, that period is in the title and not a typo. Anyhow, this movie was very.... male? I guess in the end I have to say it was a male movie. I dunno, I sort of feel a little weird when a movie showcases a supposed pick-up artist, even one as in good of shape as whatsisnuts' character. Even when they "change" in the end, or when they "learn the error of their ways" or whathaveyou. It just rings really false, particularly to someone who has, at least on some level, dealt with the PUA community. It's hokum and stupid.
Getting over that, Steve Carell is Steve Carell. I almost always find him funny, but oddly enough, not in the Office, which I guess he's most known for lately, which I can't stand. The storyline with the son and his babysitter was creepy and uncomfortable, and the resolution to it was arguably EVEN MORE creepy and uncomfortable. Very, very male. Like "God, if this happened to me when I was thirteen it'd have been the best thing ever." Very wish fulfillmenty and just sort of put me off.
No other movies lately.