While I was making other plans

I'm not sure why, but I'm beginning to think that good things take up more of your time than bad ones. And thusly, you don't have time to blog. (Or maybe you just want to keep your happiness to yourself, like someone might steal it from you, whereas you want to share your misery in order to spread it thin.)

I went to see Sin City last night, and I'm not sure how I feel about it. I liked it, because it was cool and stylized and strange, but I didn't connect with it, because the characters were more caricatures than anything else. The visual elements of the movie are far more powerful than the writing or acting, though I thought both Bruce Willis and Mickey Rourke gave surprisingly strong performances.