Maybe it's because I barely watch movies anymore, or maybe it's the host of other things vying for my time and attention (like our new-ish dog-ish, Leo (he's three-fifths demon. I swear), but whatever the Hell it is that's keeping me from doing this thing I once loved and nurtured like a human child, I'm tapping out. Or is that in?
Fine, tapping in sounds weird, so let's just put it this way: I'm coming back.
I don't know what it's going to look like when I do, I don't know if anyone is still here anymore, but motherf--ker, it's happening. Tonight the Oscars are on, and I've seen two things: jack and shit. Going to have to fix that...soon.
I've got almost a year worth of movies I'm sitting on (not reviews, just a list of the few things I've seen), so I'll start there. But after that...who the Hell knows.