So, I had a really strange dream. I dreamt that I watched Hulk a second time and started thinking that it's probably my favorite comic book movie. Then people called me crazy and went on and on about how it sucked and was boring and like 4 hours long and that clearly someone who likes Superman Returns more than Batman Begins and Spider-Man 3 more than the first two Spider-Man films has no right to voice his opinion on any comic book film ever again. But then I remember how it's the only Ang Lee film where he shows even a modicum of originality in his direction or any real personality or interesting visual flair. I remember a really weird part where I started to think that maybe Eric Bana is the closest thing Hollywood has to Alain Delon and even though he doesn't have 1/10th of the charisma, he's still pretty great at nailing that wooden yet "river runs deep" style of performance.

After that, some dude picked me up in his boat car and we played pinball while I pontificated over the pure awesomeness of Hulk's use of comic book panels, corny watery/sciency cells/kitchen sink visuals in a lot of the edits, and the fact that we'll probably never see a big-budget comic book film veer so closely into art film territory ever again. Then I told the pinball guy that Sam Elliott's moustache was so awesome that referring to it as a mustache without the 'o' is unacceptable. It was distractingly awesome and probably would've made for a more compelling villain than Josh Lucas. Then he said "I mean, I'm not saying that you don't know what you're talking about, but I don't know what you're talking about." So I left, but when he asked me to turn off the lights, I couldn't and finally realized it was a dream. A dream where I could ramble on about how Hulk really isn't a piece of shit, that it's audacious and should really be the blueprint of how to make a comic book film as opposed to all those other bland ones concerned with things like, I dunno, character, story, cohesiveness, etc. But I realized this line of thinking would get me in a lot of trouble in a world where people were floating away and lighting themselves on fire, so I hopped back in the boat car and headed back to reality.

Thank God I finally woke up then, cuz I probably would take a lot of shit for actually saying most of that in the real world.