my week at the movies: nothing

Didn’t I mention? I’m in England through the end of the week. Though if the world economy keeps crashing, I might get stuck here if British Airways can’t scrape together the money to buy jet fuel. Which wouldn’t be too bad. I’d be herded into a refugee camp right outta Children of Men, of course, but the tea would be good. As long as they can float the leaves over on a boat, at least. After that, I’ll start leading riots.

Assuming the debut of Great Depression II is slo-mo and I do get home, I’m gonna have some catching up to do. While I’m gone I’m missing screenings of Religulous (which I’m psyched for), opening on October 1, and An American Carol (which I’ve written about before) and Flash of Genius (I want to give Greg Kinnear a chance to make it up to me), both opening October 3. And I hope I’m not going to miss any last-minute screenings of Body of Lies (just cuz it’s Russell Crowe and Leonardo Dicaprio) and RocknRolla, both opening October 10.

That’s assuming anyone has the money to pay for the power to run a projector, of course.