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I just got back from seeing the 10pm screening of V For Vendetta at the Paramount, downtown. I don't think I would have gone to see it if it weren't for my dad. For months now he's been muttering about this movie, telling me his hopes for "an anti-fascist fable" and how, in any case, it's bound to really piss off the conservative right. I caught him downloading trailers onto his laptop a couple of weeks ago and gave up on him. He's generally quite cinema-starved, my dad, and he didn't see the last two Matrix movies. I did. The Wachowski Brothers irritate me, or the idea of them irritates me. The idea of the Wachowski Brothers adapting something of Alan Moore's gave me a toothache. My father is more forgiving.

Where was this going? I liked V For Vendetta. I thought it was smart, despite the flashy gleam to everything and the occasional Wachowski-ish camera moves. Despite Natalie Portman doing a working class British accent. Despite it's being less pure "an anti-fascist fable" then the graphic novel. Which I read years ago and loved but never went back to, because it made me very sad. The movie was much truer to it than I would have expected. It was also far sexier. Should V be sexy? He is now.

I've broken my rule of not posting about movies or books, haven't I? Back to the dull stuff.

My cold is better. Not gone, but better. I actually tried Robotussin today, and because I was expecting the taste of Buckley's, it wasn't that bad. It made me stop coughing. Wait, is this a commercial? Buy Robotussin. I'm sure it's tested on bunnies. Tastes like cherry.

Um. I wrote today. All day. Then I went to Pilates and got the worst reformer in the room, number 12. Number 12 is sticky and sluggish. The footbar is too high and too thin, and the springs are heavy and loud. I know none of this means much to anyone reading this, but it makes a big difference. Suffice to say it makes things harder. When it comes to physical strain, I can't understand the point of "harder". Which is why I do Pilates. It is the Jergen's Baby Shampoo of exercise methods. Buy Jergen's Baby Shampoo. It's probably tested on rocks. Which are the opposite of babies.

What else? Oh right. My dog. My dog is currently sleeping behind me on her mat. I just turned in my chair to look at her and she wagged her tail. Beside her is a copy of Black Beauty. I pulled it off the shelf earlier today to check something, and apparently left it on the floor. It looks a bit like my dog has been reading it. More importantly: I talked to the vet on Monday about the seizures, and she agreed that we should/can/will hold off on the medication. If and when Happy has another, we'll start treatment.

That's enough. I'm sorry about the pseudo review at the start of this post. I get all jumpy and uncensored after seeing movies, late at night.