Every group in the world is like a rotary saw: the only truly dangerous part is the edge.
Mary and I went to see "Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium", since both of us were feeling a little down (just happens sometimes, even with bupropion) and figuring we needed a good laugh riot. After that movie, we needed the laugh riot even more. It wasn't bad, mind you; it was simply morose. By comparison, "The Golden Compass" was a laugh riot. This one would have been more of a laugh riot if Jason Bateman came in with an assault weapon and shot the place up. (And whatever happened to Justine Bateman?)
I realize that wasn't a very nice thing to say, but I was a little disappointed. I mean, we could have seen "Hitman"...
