I watched Seren­i­ty again on Tues­day. It’s still a great film, espe­cial­ly if you love SF. I would love to see it a third time, but I don’t know if I can jus­ti­fy it. (Maybe I’ll just do it any­way. The hell with jus­ti­fy­ing everything.)

My wife and I went to see Wal­lace and Gromit last night. I loved it. Right from the moment the theme music start­ed up, I was in my Hap­py Place™. I’ve been wait­ing for this film for a while, and it did­n’t dis­ap­point me in the least. It had every­thing I want­ed: wacky inven­tions, giant bun­nies, Gromit’s end­less­ly expres­sive facial expres­sions, Wal­lace’s good-natured so-smart-he’s-kind-of-dense per­son­al­i­ty, and some bril­liant action scenes, includ­ing a dog­fight sequence with coin-oper­at­ed car­ni­val planes. Best use of plas­ticine ever.

Tonight: off to see March of the Pen­guins at the Evans, the small art­house­/sec­ond-run the­atre where I vol­un­teer. I’m look­ing for­ward to it.