I finally caught Munich.

Honestly, I wasn't impressed. Although I do think that Eric Bana gave a commendable performance. But I'm not particularly impressed with Steven Spielberg's direction, just like in War of the Worlds. I think his movies always turn out extremely watchable because he has great material to work with in the first place, an opportunity that does not come easily to other lesser known directors. But he always fails to give me that extra oopmh, that extra kick that tells me this film is great because the director's vision is perfectly executed. Oh well.

And I'm happy now because I've got someone to watch Capote with. On Tuesday.

I know what I'm going to say next sounds crazy but it's just so hard to find someone suitable to catch a movie with these days,especially when it comes to obscure, alternative films like Capote, for instance. Everyone may be dying to catch Mission Impossible 3 and X-Men 3, but ask the same people to watch Crash or V for Vendetta and it's like hitting your head against a brickwall.

I've found out that not everyone likes to watch intense, heavy-duty films, those that require a fair amount of brainwork (read: concentration) and are far from being labelled as "entertaining". I never used to have this problem because my ex watched every single movie I wanted to watch with me for years, even when we were no longer together. He may not share the same insights as me but at least, I'm not dragging a bull by its horns to go watch these movies with me.

And then I thought I had found the perfect partner when it comes to sharing personal insights on movies with - someone who knows even more than I do about the technicalities behind each scene in Tim Burton's Corpse Bride, who is as eager as me to catch The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe and who will never say something along the lines of "Lord of the Rings was way better", but instead "I'm glad that it does not look like it's gonna be another LOTR", someone who understands my point of view when I say that Star Wars Episode 2 didn't do it for me because it was "neither here nor there", and how we both relished the last episode so much more.

I thought I had found that perfect someone. Guess maybe I never did, because you were never mine to begin with.

And now I think I have finally woken up from this reverie.