The list below doesn’t show that I saw Superman twice in the theater — I really liked it! — or that the Billy Joel documentary was somehow five hours long over two separate but connected movies. (The first one was really good, the second less so, in part because there is genuinely just less material in his whole “I am successful and ruining all my relationships because no-one wants to fully address that I’m a self-sabotaging alcoholic” thing, as evidenced by the number of people offering variations on, “it’s really hard to be a success, no-one knew what he was going through” for two hours.) It is however, an accurate reflection of the movies I watched last month, including the fact that I went on a Soderbergh/Clooney kick mid-month because I didn’t have good wifi in my hotel room for San Diego Comic-Con but the three movies were on TV over a handful of nights.
(Also, you can thank Jeff Lester for me watching Charlie’s Angels, but it was great. The Shrouds, less so.)
