Lost count/interest

I was rather pleased with all non-Walk the Line related results of the Golden Globes, weren't you? Cousin Phillip, for example, finally got to hoist a statue above his head and roar out at the audience like the grizzly bear he is. Mary-Louise Parker, who mooned me once (true story!) and permanently won my heart, nabbed hers out of the mouths of those too-skinny Housewives. Rachel Weisz got one for The Constant Gardener -- which, I gotta say, increasingly feels like one of the best movies of the year to me. It's more memorable than the other so-called contenders.

And people were funny! Drunk, and funny, and mostly well-dressed. (Mostly.)

My work-in-progress (still haven't seen Munich, Match Point or Cache) top ten consists of, in no particular order:

Brokeback Mountain
The Constant Gardener
Capote
Good Night, and Good Luck
The Squid and the Whale
Me, You, and Everyone We Know
Junebug
Pride & Prejudice

The last two spots are tricky. Harry Potter V, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, The Aristocrats, the 40 Year Old Virgin and Syriana were all interesting, engaging, and flawed to various degrees. I think I'll hold off on filling them for a bit.