About Closer's ending-changing, I felt like the ending the movie has suggests her death without showing it. She steps off the curb against the light (the walk signal next to her shows "don't walk"), and she doesn't look for traffic. How is it presented in the play?

Also -- I don't think anyone was happy at the end of the movie. Anna and Larry are *less* unhappy than Dan, but I think everybody's pretty miserable.

Also, are we supposed to think Alice slept with Larry, or that they were both lying about it to piss off Dan? I kind of like reading it the second way.

I think Alice was getting too much of a charge from titillating Larry to actually sleep with him and dispel that mystique .

More Supes movie casting news. James Marsden and Hugh Laurie are in negotiations to play Richard and Perry White -- who might be related.

More Supes movie casting news. James Marsden and Hugh Laurie are in negotiations to play Richard and Perry White -- who might be related.

Who's Richard White?

Now I want to hear Hugh Laurie say "Great Cesaer's Ghost!"

Apparently, Richard White is Lois Lane's Love interest.

Wholly original character then? I'm not recaling anyone by that name in the comics.

Don't you remember all those issues of Lois Lane's Boyfriend, Superman, where he competes for Lois Lane's attention with Richard White?

Must have missed those.

We just saw In Good Company in class, and it was really really great. I recommend it. I saw it for free, and I liked it enough that I would see it again, and actually pay money.

Also, I'm claiming Topher Grace. He needs hugs, and I'm going to be nice enough to volunteer to help him out.

Hec and I got back from seeing The Life Aquatic With Steve Zissou just a little bit ago. I don't think I am capable of assessing Wes Anderson films with any kind of severe objectivity; they start out mildly pleasing and fade away leaving me teary and giddy for no reason that I can name, and this was no exception. I could see exactly why lots of people, Buffistas and non, didn't think much of it, but it didn't matter. It pushed all my buttons, hard, I want to watch it again and again, and I want to own it, like, immediately, and sit quietly like Nilly petting the DVD box.

Also, the audience was amazingly... random. Lots of talkers -- the guy who was chattering on his cell phone all through the Inconsiderate Cell Phone Guy PSA, and at the end said really loud, "Hey, I'm on my cell and the movie's starting, gottagobye!" and the filler-noise-makers behind us who went "Huh" and "heh" and "hoh" through the entire damn movie, and the girl next to me who stage-whispered to her boyfriend during Owen Wilson's first scene on board the Belafonte, "Whaddaya think? Do you think he got a nose job?" immediately following which, as if on cue, Wilson turned and displayed the wrecked-up side of his nose in all its craggy jagged bentitude, just the same as always.

Plus, when the HHGTTG promo came on and the words Don't Panic! popped up in large and friendly letters, Hec and I were the only people in the entire (nearly packed) theater who made happy noises. We were fairly certain we were the only people there who had read any of the books. How is that possible?