"We need British nipples!"

So, being that I'm unemployed, I've had a lot of time to catch up on my movies. Instead of writing about myself, this time I will write about them. We'll start with the movie quoted in this post title:

Mrs. Henderson Presents
Now, I have a special penchant for British films; however, I feel that any decent moviegoer would enjoy this film. It's quite funny, there's naked ladies, and I loved Dame Judi Dench's wit and poise.

Aeon Flux
This choice was my little sister's, yet I found it strangely enjoyable. I was completely prepared to detest it, but there was an interesting twist and lots of special effects to keep me visually intrigued. Not a fabulously well-made film, but enjoyable enough, particularly if you're a person whose family refers to her typical movie choices as either "weird" or "too artsy".

Capote
I've been wanting to see this for a very long time, and I wasn't disappointed. I didn't quite know what to expect, because I knew very little about Truman Capote to begin with, just that he wrote Breakfast at Tiffany's and was gay, so the examination of In Cold Blood was especially welcome. Phillip Seymour Hoffman was brilliant and the film was so good it caused me to go out immediately and buy a copy of the book.

X-Men 3
My sister and I arrived slightly late for this movie, so we had to sit in the third row, which was, needless to say, pretty intense. As with the previous two X-Men productions, I certainly enjoyed myself; however, I will admit it was a bit lessened. I had a huge conflict with the whole idea of a mutant cure, as I'm sure was the point, but particularly with the way it was used against Magneto. Magneto is actually probably my favorite of the comic book cast, due to the sheer complexity of his character. I don't know, I liked the movie quite a bit, but left feeling a little less than satisfied.

Anyhow, I think that's it for the past couple weeks anyway. I did get some Firefly dvds through Netflix, which were pretty good. Plus, I've been spending a lot of time reading. It's so nice to be out of college and have time to read for pleasure, an activity which I have sorely missed during the past four years.