Finally got to see this raved-about film.
It’s good, but not great. Bill Murray’s his own reliable self, and previously undetected Scarlett Johansson also puts on a good show. The story’s quite vague, but uplifting nonetheless. And the central theme of jet lag being able to screw you up something fierce is something I can attest to personally. Thus far the record wake-o-rama’s 55 hours, going west, I rarely experience bad lags coming back east.
Also bought a sandrew-metronome 9-tix booklet to force myself to see movies in theatres more.
Might buy on dvd, if the price’s right and the extras worthwhile, but I ain’t waiting for this baby to appear with baited breath.