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2002-04-06

I’ve just came home from Panic Room. It was good, better than good. It was almost excellent. It did live up to my high hopes after Fincher’s Fight Club. He is in my mind the best now living director, hands down. It was beautiful, the way the camera searched between the two “fractions” or whetever once should call it.

Jared Leto played Brad Pitt, I kid you not. The characters name wasn’t that, but the way he moved. It was uncanny. And no one can swing an hammer like Jodie Foster. No one. I want to have this on DVD now. Now. Now. Now.

Why is it that some people, actually a rather lot of them, can only see reality through a small cone? I find this very disturbing. Just because something is true to one person, that doesn’t make it true to the next. Yet, all the time, people assume this. No, they demand that everything is the way they think it is, reality be damned if it contradicts them.

Decision time. The weather is beginning to look rather good, my feet itch and I feel like talking a hike with my camera. Of course, I can’t do that right now, but soon I hope, I’ll feel the hot pavement under me feet and document life, objects and perhaps even some humans.

Why don’t I do it right now, the clever ones will ask. Oh, you are indeed clever, but not as much as you like to think. The thing is, around here all that there is to capture is nature. The wrong kind of nature. Green trees, grass and other things that quite frankly don’t interest me at all. I like the city more than this, even though I’m fairly sure that Tommy will call me a liar. (He has this idea that everyone like to live outside the cities, just so that they’ll live in a real house. The house part might be right, but the other? No. I don’t think so.)

I got a lot of SPAM today, so like the good person I am, I though I’d share it with you guys. So, who would want the SPAM? I’m giving it away for free, but you’d better hurry. I have a rather limited supply.