So, here it is. All this time, when I haven't been updating my diary, but my roommate has seen me with open entry boxes, this is what I've been doing. The sheer amount of crazy present at the web address I'm about to give you makes it necessary to disclaim: this has taken several months to put together. I don't know why months of continued obsessive behavior seems less troubling than a couple nights worth, but it does.

So, yeah, my fourteenth (at least) project diary, a movie blog. This isn't necessarily going to be interesting to anyone else, but it's a place to keep all my crazy lists and data and reviews. It's still a personal diary to the extent that everything I say, every grade and rank I give, is entirely subjective. In the blog entries, I will discuss my life and movies. This is just all the ramble that consumes my mind, but doesn't seem to fit in around here.

Anyway, first entry is about Closer and feminism, sparked by a question from vidapacifica. And there are some old reviews and way too many tons of lists. A lot of wonky stuff and incorrect information, the layout is too too temporary (still, report glitches), and in general it's an utterly pointless endeavor.

Still. There it is. The Life Cinematic.* I'm off to watch Sunset Boulevard. 'Night all.

*A la Wes Anderson's The Life Aquatic. Doy.