Boring Sunday night

"Desperate Housewives" is not on and apparently pre-empted by something painfully boring about movies released in 2004. My dude has usurped the Mouse Manor's living room in order to flip back and forth between Independence Day and Silence of the Lambs, two movies I enjoyed the first time out but bring me pain to watch again, albeit for very different reasons. The former is just awful once you get past the fun special effects and actually watch it for content-related reasons. The latter is a great film about a subject that is pretty much too awful to ponder for any length of time.

I have not seen any of the Best Picture nominees. My aforementioned cousin finds it grossly neglectful the way that I never manage to get out of the house to see a movie and yet can find the time to see the same damn band play at Beerland almost every week for two months. I make no excuses for myself outside of what I tell him, which is that it will eventually come out on DVD. In many ways, I am a 65 year old woman on the inside.

My ignorance of the recent movie scene aside, I have decided to root for Jamie Foxx in Ray because I read this extremely compelling article about it. Also, I really like Ray Charles and figure that considering the mediocrity that can often dominate the Hollywood scene, this movie is bound to be better than average simply by featuring this music in it. You could throw a loop of random images on a screen and toss on some 60's R&B on as a soundtrack and I'd probably like it a whole lot better than most movies I see.