Surrogates

I don't really care. I didn't care while I was watching it. I didn't care when I was walking out the theatre. The only thing I really cared about was when Bruce Willis' character wanted to talk to his wife, but instead of crossing his apartment's hallway to his wife's room to speak to her in person, he went downtown to speak to her through her surrogate. Not wanting to speak to him, his wife shut down her surrogate. You know how he could have avoided being cut off like that? Crossing the hallway rather than going downtown. Verdict: Rental if You Must

Gamer

Watching this movie -- and even seeing the previews and anticipating its release date -- I wondered what is wrong with me? How did I become a person who wants to see people run around shooting and exploding each other? Even being that person, though, I am far and away not as warped as the audience they were expecting. It kind of sickened me, the disgusting amoral vile persons who supposedly inhabit the world of gaming. Obviously the societal ills that are nurtured through online gaming is a greater epidemic than I even suspected I should worry about.

Oh, how was the movie? Pretty good, action-wise. On that level, I enjoyed it. Share my aversion to depravity? There are a lot of other good action choices that don't require an airsickness bag within striking distance. Verdict: ... I don't even know.