I've got three for you this time, all courtesy of Home Box Office last night:
The movie climaxes in an orgy of violence. Gunplay. Knives. Fisticuffs. Explosives. Shoot-outs. Even a chainsaw. It's bloody, but cartoonish.
If you're squeamish about that kind of thing, this is not the movie for you.
Afterwards, there are two more wrenching plot twists before the MacGuffin comes into view. This is well-written stuff, directed with precision.
It boasts an amazing --- and amazingly talented --- cast:
Jeremy Piven in full-out gonzo mode.
Alicia Keys. That's one brave human. Imagine having the confidence to make your feature movie debut in the company of the above.
Back to Piven for a minute. I also watched a couple of Entourage episodes last night, to get caught up while I wasn't sleeping anyway. Jeremy Piven is spectacular.
If you can get past the show's casual misogyny, he's in his fifth season of giving a master class in inhabiting a character.
If you can't get past it, rent Keeping Up With the Steins. He plays a smaller, more likeable version of the same character there.
Finally, there's True Blood. It's almost entirely indescribable.
Alan Ball has gotten better since dreaming up and writing Six Feet Under for HBO, which I would have scarcely thought possible.
Anna Paquin is at the center of this Louisiana Gothic black comic murder mystery. She inhabits a world of small-town claustrophobia, "out-of-the-coffin" vampires demanding their civil rights, steamy sex and bloody gore. She's great.
William Sanderson (from Newhart: "I'm Larry, this is my brother Darryl and this is my other brother Darryl") gets to play it straight this time. I miss Deadwood terribly, and he was a brilliant buffoon on that late, lamented series, but it's nice to see him play a normal guy for once, a small town sheriff who probably knows more than he lets on.
And the guy playing a vampire named Bill is a revelation. I've never seen Stephen Moyer before. I'm an instant fan.
I didn't start out meaning to write a promo for HBO, but there you have it.
Sleeping's overrated anyway