Ok, in the past I used to spend my Sunday nights at “Koo Koo Roo,” happily eating roasted chickens and flavorful potatoes. For some reason, I began to ditch the chickens and started spending my Sunday nights watching rather disturbing movies.
Tonight I watched Capote, which is the story of Truman Capote writing his award winning non-fiction novel In Cold Blood. Writing the book truly messed him up, and I think that watching the movie might do the same to me. I just don’t do well watching movies involving not only murderers but also elaborate descriptions of their time awaiting the death penalty. Regardless of my fearful demeanor, go see the movie if you can. Two thumbs up.