The good part is that I got to see Lincoln and Les Miserables within a month of each other. Suddenly, going to the movies is fun again.
The bad part is that now I have to decide who should get Best Actor when the Oscars come around. (I have to decide this, my faithfuls. I just have to.)
It hurts me to say it, but I think the award should go to Daniel Day Lewis.
Who’s with me?