3:10 to Yuma: Wow. Russell Crowe and Christian Bale are outstanding, and so is the plot. (It’s Elmore Leonard, being great the way he does.) Gretchen Mol is still made of cardboard, and I continue to wonder why people keep casting her, but fortunately she doesn’t have all that much to do. This is a Western, and it’s all about the men. Firefly fans, you will get a kick out of Alan Tudyk’s role. Thumbs up from both of us.
Agnes and the Hitman: I wasn’t thrilled with Don’t Look Down, but I think Crusie and Mayer are getting the hang of this collaboration thing. This one was a lot of fun, and the plots were actually integrated instead of just Scotch-taped together. I thought it got a little wobbly toward the end, but I’m willing to overlook that. I mean, we have a heroine here who doesn’t just imagine going after her cheating fiancé with a meat fork, she actually does it. Good times.
Garden Spells, Sarah Addison Allen: Lovely, lovely book. Reminds me of Practical Magic in all the best ways, but it’s somewhat more lighthearted. Some members of the magical family have familiar gifts (foresight, influencing people through food), but the elderly aunt has a nifty one: she goes around giving people things she knows they’re going to need. She doesn’t know exactly when or why; she’ll just walk up and hand you a box of Pop-Tarts or a set of sheets with no explanation. I love that.
Prison Break: Just as good the second time around. (I found the first season on sale at Amazon last week.) It’s easier to put up with Veronica, knowing that [spoiler]. And wow, they were constantly showing off that tattoo in the early episodes! I miss seeing it.
OK, new job starts tomorrow and I need clean clothes, so I’m off to wrestle the laundry pile. We might see Shoot ‘Em Up later, if we get all our work done today.