The only Tom Hanks movie I still like is Big. The one I can't forgive that comes to mind is The Green Mile, even more than Forest Gump.

He just strikes me as so smugly self-satisfied that I can't stand him. Also his crusade to fuck up the Washington Mall and the cult of the "Greatest Generation." It stikes me that there's more than a whiff of Mary Sue in how he sees himself and his vision, and it comes off in his films.

I'm not sure Nelson helps Sam at all.

It's snowing outside. I'm a little alarmed.

Better than snowing inside.

Yay for no strep! Boo for the virus!

I am home, and in my inside pants, and waiting for Suzi to get here so we can slounge together.

There will be bubbly of course, but mostly slounging.

Also both Toy Story movies (and presumably #3 when it comes out), but that's kind of cheating since it's voiceover work. And a comedy.

Lady GaGa made the best of list! Frankly, some of those dresses are worse than Patricia Arquette's dress. And Kate Winslet definitely belongs on that list.

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I don't think that the bartender in LoM is a Magical Negro. You can still have advice-giving black people. It's all in how you do it, and if you tokenise the role.

It's a cross between Barbarella and soft core porn styling (totally SFW, but you'll see what I mean. It's a "rock opera" put together by the California Milk Board and the songs are hilarious!

They show the commercials on TV here. They are absirdly bad and funny.

I sort of like Tom Hanks, and appreciate that he and Rita Wilson are behind-the-scenes movers and shakers on a number of films I like. But I'd just as soon never see him act again.

I hope no one else asks me about my plans for New Year's. I don't want to talk about the funeral again. But it feels disingenuous not to.

When do you fly out, ita?

Tomorrow morning. People keep asking what I'm doing with my time off, not just what I'm doing tonight, which is a big fat nothing/packing.