I'm All You Need complete with Jazz Club interjections, which by rights should have finished the gig rather than another slow new one. But sorry Neil, I preferred you in tweed. Via the extraordinary Robot Wisdom weblog. Reb, which I'd somehow forgotten to read until today. Then there are the Steven Soderbergh social conscience films.
Traffic is only really a third of a great film.
Benicio del Toro was majestic in the Mexican section, but the story of Michael Douglas and his daugher completely failed to match it. Erin Brockovich however was far better than I'd expected, and Julia Roberts seems certain to get a well-deserved best actress award. It seems odd that the Best Director prize is for a particular film, with Soderbergh nominated twice - surely the fact that he's made two worthy films this year should get him the nod. I went to see both twice on the big screen, and they have similar moral strands and conclusions, but I think I'd go for Crouching Tiger for its sheer differentness and the more ambivalent ending. Go here to see the people's choices.