This last week I saw way too many good movies.  It's stuck me in a holding pattern for posting ... because I want to say interesting things about them.  To me, if feels like every post says, "I like it!" which I fear could get really boring for the handful of people reading this.

But really, that's about all I can say (or "I don't like it." as the case may be).  I usually don't want to give away too much about a movie.  Also, I don't have the time (or inclination) to deconstruct - analyze - assess things.  And, my posts about movies are not reviews, per se.  I just let you know whether or not I liked them and would recommend them to others.  In a way, my movie reviews are supposed to tell you more about me than about the film itself.

Anyway, I guess all this is just a way to apologize in advance for the onslaught of "OMG I love this movie." posts that are to come.  I can't tell you how happy I am that people keep making good movies.

I'm always worried that there will never be another good movie (or album) and that I'm stuck with stuff I've already seen. I think this goes back to reading Ian Fleming's Bond books.  I knew the whole time that there were a finite number of them, so I meted them out judiciously.

Another quirk that seems to spring from my reading of Bond books is that of not wanting to know anything about a movie (or book) before I read it.  I was reading "The Spy Who Loved Me" on my lunch break and someone walked over and said ...

SPOILER ALERT - stop reading if you don't want to know the secret of this book

... "Oh, that the one's that James Bond gets married in, isn't it?"  I hadn't gotten to that part yet.  He totally ruined it for me.  Unbelievable.