Right now, I'm being paid to surf the Internet at a comfortable hotel in Rochester, NY. I've enjoyed spending hours indulging my every searching whim, while also reminding myself how good it is that I don't have Internet access at home any longer.
Following up on my ramblings about the shortage of great SF films, here's Tarantino examining what makes Sunshine such a good but terribly-flawed-not-great film
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