I’m being a completist, yeah. Before One Missed Call, we saw trailers for Gozu, which was completely weird and stylized; Haute Tension, except it was under the nom de plume Switchblade Romance and dubbed into English (ick); a samurai movie which I badly want to see, but which I did not catch the name of, so all I know is that there’s a young woman who apparently trains to be a samurai when her… brother? is killed; Memories of Murder, a Korean movie that looks like it’s about a bunch of friends who share a terrible secret; and Dead and Breakfast, a zombie comedy. Looks like David Carradine is in Dead and Breakfast. ...

Terry Schiavo [has died](http://www.cnn.com/2005/LAW/03/31/schiavo/index.html). Wish I thought that’d be the end of it.

Via Twitch (original): frame to panel comparisons (original) of Sin City the movie and various Sin City comics. The impressive thing is how close Rodriquez came on some of the in-between shots — sure, he got the payoffs right, but he also got the rooftops right in between payoffs. The movie’s gonna open huge, by the way. I’m predicting 30 million.

Paul Thomas Anderson just announced his next movie. (Link will age out eventually.) It’ll be an adaptation of Upton Sinclair’s Oil, a book I know nothing about. I’m still excited. California, corruption, sprawling story — sounds perfect.

The San Francisco International Film festival film schedule is up. There are a lot of movies I wouldn’t miss if I lived in San Francisco; in particular, I’d recommend Layer Cake and Murderball (based on word of mouth), but it all looks good. Via Twitch.

I finished the second season of Gilmore Girls this weekend, and feel relatively well-qualified to comment: to discuss. Lots to talk about. (Does that mean there’ll be more of these lengthy posts? Maybe! Obsessive now.) But mostly… I’m thinking the Nip/Tuck boys need to stand down, and our favorite morticians should get accustomed to being second-best. Lorelei Gilmore (elder) has got to be the most messed up, fascinating, conflicted character on my television screen. (Vic Mackey lost his edge somewhere in the third season.) What a total piece of work she is. ...

Jesse Jackson wants Terry Schiavo kept alive (original). I must confess a certain bleak curiosity; will those on the left who excoriated Ralph Nader hold Jesse to the same standard?

Still no government.

If del.icio.us (original) was a calendar, it might look like Upcoming.org. Intriguing stuff. I keep thinking about writing a script to screenscrape movie showtimes and turn ‘em into an RSS feed; if I did that, I could also feed (say) the Brattle and the Coolidge schedules into Upcoming. Hm.

Look, people are either likely to see The Big Sleep if they get the chance or not, right? But there are going to be some people with good intentions who never get around to it. To those people I say this: go see the damned thing if you ever get a chance. That’s what movie theaters are for, after all. The plot makes little sense. Somewhere in the transition from Chandler to Faulkner (who wrote the screenplay) by way of Leigh Brackett (who wrote an earlier version of the screenplay, and who much later wrote the first version of The Empire Strikes Back), some of the connective tissue of the novel vanished. No harm, as they say, and no foul. It’s not so much the plot that matters; if you’re seeing this movie, you ought to be seeing it for the lushness of the women and the dialogue and the violence. Virulent violence, really. There’s nothing like a thug. ...