as a scanner darkly ended, a guy in front of me said “wow, that was a weird movie.” *blink* was he expecting a light romantic comedy? a shoot-em-up? 2 hours of nothing but explosions? it’s a philip k. dick story, at an art theater, with some funky animation thing going on. maybe the statement was simply an “i didn’t get it” admission. that’s okay. you don’t have to. me? fucked with my head. got out of the movie an hour ago and i still feel like i’m not quite back in this world. now that’s what i like in a movie. a $6 ticket to an alternate reality. (no, movies aren’t cheaper in my country. i went to a matinee.)