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?