Jul 18, 2001

We watched The Thing last night. I wasn't super-into the nasty, half-evolved, slimey mutant action, but I was into the bleak Antarctic photography and the "we don't know which one of us is actually the psycho alien" stuff. Less gore and more creeping around corners and discovering clues and I would have loved it. Good stuff though. They lock Wilford Brimley in a shed so he can eat oatmeal by himself think about why he shouldn't trash the communication systems with an axe anymore.

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