two items

Last night, I went ice-skating, and I forgot how much fun it was. Possibly the best part about it was that it was an outside rink. I've never lived anywhere cold enough to have an outdoor ice rink. And speaking of cold, it is so cold here. Right now, it's about 11 degrees, but with the wind, it feels about -5 degrees. I've never lived in the kind of weather where if you don't have a scarf, you feel like you've lost your breath and your throat is freezing and beginning to close up. It's an odd feeling, but I don't dislike the cold. Yet. The locals assure me that somewhere around mid-February the snow will no longer be magical and I will begin to hate it. We'll see.

Another item of note: last week, I discovered what my least favorite movie of all time is, and what could quite possibly be the worst movie I have ever seen. Shattered Glass. Don't even get me started on this movie. I know Lee Hardy is supposed to be a really smart guy, but it was his idea to make half of Calvin freshmen watch this movie, and I think I will forever hold a grudge against him for it. Aside from the fact that Hayden Christensen is potentially the worst actor ever to hit the big screen, the entire movie was pretentious, silly, and by the end, you are begging Stephen Glass to kill himself and stop whining about it. Of course, he doesn't kill himself. Instead, he insists on living on and writing a stupid book that was turned into the very movie you are watching. I don't normally wish death on people, but in this case, I am very tempted to do so. This movie made me hate every single character in the movie, so there wasn't even anyone to like or root for in any way. I am convinced that it was the biggest waste of 94 minutes in quite a while. I intentionally didn't write about the movie here right after I saw it because I was too incensed to write in coherent sentences. So there you go, my two cents on Shattered Glass. A movie to avoid at all costs.