Four cold beers and an anti-depressant

Once you catch an ear for Phillip Seymore Hoffman's soprano, the story of Capote proves almost as interesting as the critics say.

I don't recall seeing a trailer or reading much about the movie, of course that tends to happen when you don't watch much TV or read movie reviews. But Capote leads you to the edge of a man's life. And not the man you thought it would be.

The featurette of the DVD reaffirmed my closing thoughts of the film after the last chapter played and worth the time to seek deeper than the movie details before the screen fades black.

Scotch, No Ice, Make That a Double

I'm usually a push-over for period peices like "good night and, good luck." I dig smokey black and white movies where half the hands in the room are around a glass of scotch and a cigarette hangs in every set of lips at the speakeasy. Split that with some real footage of court hearings from those days, there lies an interesting movie. That is, if you pay attention to today's media at all.

A person oblivious to bleeds it leads journalism and only gather's their news from Entertainment Tonight might not see the honor in a journalist following a story that would never satisfy our modern blood-lust for celebrity gossip.

This movie is a nice break from Fox News, but hell, so's adult circumcision.