It's morning, and you roll over in bed and Blog is already awake and expectant. "Now?" you rasp. "Well, if not now, when?" says Blog, arms crossed.
In one's relationship with one's blog, I s'pose everyone dips in and out of this particular rut. I've got nothing. Nothing except hairbrained Oscar thoughts, and I don't want this to turn into an Oscar quagmire three months out of every year. I've watched some movies lately, but have been uninspired by all of them. I've been thinking about my favorites of all time, but haven't had time to write cogently about them (hence the last post, which, through an image and a lyric, sought to bring you to my mental plane with the least possible amount of work).
There will be plenty to talk about in the second half of February: thoughts on 2006 and the requisite Oscar hoo-ha (including crazy-ass predictions and live-blogging the ceremony). But until then, what do you want, Blog? More futilely, what do you want, readers? Give me a topic -- an actor, a character, a moment in a movie. It can be wholly, partially, tangentially or tenuously related to film. It can be an obscure or ridiculous request. Make me relate and compare two totally different films to each other. Challenge me. I hate to resort to this kind of peddling, but as a friend of mine once said, "Rules? Of course there are rules. But I make them."