You're welcome! The Wife and I saw Prisoners, so you don't have to!

It was all my fault, too.  We could have seen In A World ... instead, but I, for whatever misguided reason, thought that Prisoners with its power packed cast would be a fun popcorn munching thriller.

"Where's my daughter?! I am Wolverine!"

Boy, was I wrong.  And, I apologized to my Wife already for dragging her to this travesty.  So many loose ends, so many unbelievable plot points, lots and lots of completely gratuitous violence and car chase mayhem.  Maria Bello? What were you thinking? She spends the entire film in a drugged out stupor.  Hugh Jackman is so bad.  Jake Gyllenhall is alright, and Melissa Leo and Paul Dano were the best things in it.  Do not, I repeat, do not see this motion picture.

This is the French Canadian director's first film in English.  Maybe this film is much better in French?

MICHAEL'S HAIKU REVIEW OF PRISONERS

And, gosh, did we learn

After two and a half hours:

Prisoners are us

Ardent

It is near time to saying

She was a fantastic foil for Phil Hartman

Goodbye to Treme for at least a year.  HBO signed on for a third year but the ratings have not been very good, despite the excellent Game of Thrones lead-in.

Still, I expect that David Simon's cache should be enough to let him see his way to a proper conclusion of the series.  At least, I hope so.

The second season has been better than the first and I think hit its peak about halfway through.  It stalled a little bit then unloaded an absolute Masterpiece Mardi Gras episode and has then been getting just a tad bit gushy and sentimental in the last couple of episodes regarding two arcs in the same family.

I would like to throw out some heavy props to two of the actresses in the series:  Foul mouthed Oscar winner, Melissa Leo keeps showing the world what an amazing talent she is and Khandi Alexander, who has been severely under-appreciated her whole career, are both absolute joys to live with every week.

The Back of Town blog and Dave Walker's Treme Explained are absolute essentials for cultists.