Current mood:	contemplative
Current music:	Voodoo People (Pendulum Remix), by The Prodigy

I saw Children of Men tonight and thought it was pretty good. I liked the storyline, didn't so much appreciate the language (too many JCs for my liking), shifted uncomfortably during the blatant boob shot (I was sitting next to my dad), and scoffed at the computer animated newborn baby (psh!! if you're going to do it, do it right!). I've decided that I would rather see a regular baby and know that it's supposed to look like a newborn than have an inevitably unconvincing and thus rather cheesy computer animated baby the entire time. Gag. And I must say, the trailer is particularly misleading on a subject or two.

Don't let my three complaints deceive you though. I did enjoy the movie, even if it was bittersweet. I was among an unresponsive crowd in that theater though, I tell you what - they didn't laugh at a single funny thing in the whole first half of the movie, probably because they weren't expecting humor. But hey, I chuckled. I managed to keep my sadness about the end-of-the-world-ness in check until the part of the movie where all the men with guns stopped fighting because they saw the baby... and at that point, I cried like a baby. It was moving.