Tale of suburban ennui.
I quite liked this book.

I've been eagerly awaiting the arrival of this film since seeing the trailer last summer. Well, it has arrived, and while I think the movie has its flaws, overall I enjoyed it very much.
I wasn't sure what to expect going into "Seven Pounds", largely because of how vague the ad campaing had been, but I did know that it had a solid cast. So, I went to see it.
As the end credits began to roll and the house lights came up, I stood up to make my way out of the theater and I was shaking. This movie was that good. Quite frankly, I'm not sure any world that can produce a Batman movie as bad as 1997's Batman & Robin deserves one this good, but fortunately we've been blessed with it anyway. The old guard from Batman Begins is back and have upped their already considerable game. Christian Bale once again does a fine job as Bruce Wayne, at this point I'd have a hard time accepting anyone else in the role. Michael Caine is once again amazing, capturing the essence of Alfred: unflinching loyalty and a biting wit. Morgan Freeman is still a great Lucius Fox. There's a moment at the end where we see Lucius reacting to something he's seeing (I won't spoil it) and he flashes one of those great Morgan Freeman smiles and I was right there with him, part of me wanted to stand up and cheer. You'll know the moment when you see it. Then there's Gary Oldman. Words cannot do justice to how much I love Gary Oldman in this role. He is Jim Gordon straight from the comics page. The look, the voice, the attitude, this is the man who cleans up the Gotham PD.
I liked WALL-E, but I didn't love it. Saying that makes me feel like I just walked in a room and kicked a puppy. The love for this movie among critics and friends is overwhelming, I'm just waiting for someone to ask, "Jonathan, why do you hate love?" It's a good movie, a very good movie; Pixar's perfect record remains intact, but I just wasn't able to connect with it enough to really love it.
I confess, I've never read a Hellboy comic (except for the Hellboy/Starman/Batman mini-series years and years ago). It's not from lack of interest, the premise of a demon working for a covert organization charged with dealing with supernatural threats is right up my alley. I've just never gotten around to picking up any of the trade collections to read. I did, however, see the first Hellboy film and liked it a great deal. So, when I saw that a sequel was coming this summer, I knew I'd be going to see it.
I wasn't sure what to expect from "Get Smart" when I walked into the theater. I never really watched the TV show on which it was based and the trailers I had seen were fairly bland (though the clip they've been using as a "turn off your cell phones" ad is pretty funny). But the cast was really strong and the basic premise seemed like it might be funny. I'm happy to report that I ended up really enjoying myself while watching this movie.I'm at a bit of a loss for words to talk about The Translator. I could say that it is moving, powerful, and deeply personal, all of which is true, but those words all feel a little cliched, and don't adequately describe what makes this book so special. Reading this book felt different than most other reading experiences that I've had; Daoud Hari's style made it feel like we were having a conversation, and that, it seems to me, is memoir in its purest form. The skill of the writing coupled with the importance of the subject matter make this book an essential read.