Heller meets Kafka?

Rating: Null/10 (5 January 2007)

I don't go to a lot of movies, which might explain why it took me five years to watch this one. But it was late and provided a good chance to keep my 2007 promise of not smoking or drinking, two delightful events that sadly go hand in hand. Bad pub! So I stayed home to watch Bravo channel and became totally confused. Yes, the movie was terribly convoluted, much like "Catch 22" meets Kafka. But my original mystification came because my program listing said I was watching "Cider House Rules," another movie I'd avoided. An hour into the show and I hadn't figured out where the cider house was. Giving up on finding one, I watched intently, mostly thanks to Cruz, the woman. And now it pains me to say I was so taken (aback?) by this production that I've spent three hours reading critiques of it. And even writing one! Hey, that's 12 games of cribbage wasted. Bottom line, those of you who said, "Must see it more than once," have won me over. Blockbuster, here I come.