Last night I saw No Counrty For Old Men and while it isn'tthe best movie of the year, like some people have said, it is a pretty great movie. (My pick for best movie of the year so far would have to be The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford, but I have high hopes for There Will Be Blood. My favorite movie of the year is, of course, Lars and the Real Girl.) The movie was chock-full of the kind of esoteric, subversive madness that you'd expect in a Coen Brothers movie. Javier Bardem as Anton Chigurh is one of the greatest movie villans maybe of all time; the character is phenomenal for his single-mindedness and slavish will to a personal code of ethics. Josh Brolin, whose name I always forget, is carving out a nice little career and does a great job here. Tommy Lee Jones is badass as always, even if he does look a hundred years old. And I was really surprised to see Kelly MacDonald in the movie; seems like she disappeared after Trainspotting. The dialogue was just great, witty and breif, and the ending is going to leave a lot of folk pissed off, but I really kind of liked it. I also happened to watch A Scanner Darkly when I went home and that movie is just plain odd. It's that good kind of odd, but I'm not sure that the movie really did or said much. Like a lot of Phillip K. Dick stuff, it managed to scrape the surface without really digging into anything. The animation technique was pretty neat to watch and, given some of the story context, it makes perfect sense why they shot it that way. And, just to round out my evening, I watch some of the deletes scenes from Knocked Up and saw this really hilarious one where Jonah Hill talks about how pissed off he is that there wasn't any fellatio in Brokeback Mountain. I was laughing all through it and for five minutes afterward. I see why it didn't make it into the movie, it didn't really fit anywhere, but damn it's funny. I also wrote 2,850 words, so yeah, yesterday was alright.