Thursday, December 29, 2011   Today I watched MISSION
IMPOSSIBLE: GHOST PROTOCOL, so let's get that out of the way
first: incredibly fun and, aware of its own preposterousness,
doesn't take itself too seriously. Possibly the best in the
series, and Brad Bird is the first director to rival De Palma's
work in the first film.  It remained a fun film even with me
sitting between two pairs of dipshits.  See, when I choose my
seat in the theatre, I either pick a seat directly next to one
that's already occupied, or at least two seats away from it. A
lot of people go to the movies in couples, and one-seat
intervals can condemn them to a far corner of the room, either
too close to the screen or too far.  I've had reason to question
this initiative a few times, but today was my breaking point.
From now on, fuck couples. They want a good seat, they buy a
ticket early.  I'm not intolerant with noise in movie theatres.
It's inevitable, since some shithead not only allowed the
world's noisiest snack (served in an equally