Until recently, I hadn’t seen many movies (LOTR, Star Wars) since the spring of 2000. Back then, I was seeing a couple of movies a week, often on my own, with friends if they were available. Then I started dating Mr. Cuccu, work got busy, we got married, and I got depressed. I didn’t read a book for two years. Movies took too much energy.

Since late December, I’ve been making up for lost time. I see at least one movie a week in the theater and another at home on DVD. This week has been a marathon of movies. On Sunday, I watched Bowling for Columbine at home and The White Countess in the theater. On Monday night I saw Good Night and Good Luck (first Three Kings, then Syriana, and now this…I heart George Clooney). On Tuesday night I saw The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada, and last night I attended a screening of a locally shot and produced film.

Even better, I learned about a local filmmakers group that meets once a month. I can talk about my projects and allow my work to be critiqued, a prospect that simultaneously excites me and makes me want to vomit.

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