Awful movie. Only saving grace was Alec Baldwin.

Javier Bardem was hot but this movie was not.

I’ve never heard of a case of mixed gender conjoined twins, but I also don’t believe nurses call them “siamese” twins these days. That took me out of the movie a bit.

There’s no narration at all.
It’s powerful, but a little bit hard to get into.
Maybe not for everyone. But once you’re into it, it’s hard to look away.

I thought maybe Jason Statham was going to pull some more badass moves like he did in the Transporter. The sum total of his badass moves amounted to about thirty seconds at the very end of the film. Le sigh!

I expected a lot more. Did not live up to the hype. Too much oversimplification, and too much black/white speculation.

I’m twelve minutes in, and this movie is freaking me out. I still have sore feelings about what went down in 2000.

But I just remembered that in 2000, I was a college kid with no TV in Austin, TX and we “watched” the results come in online, so all the crazy TV footage with Brokaw and Jennings and Rather is actually new to me. I wish that segment had lasted a little bit longer than a minute or two.

Am I supposed to just shrug off the cruel dog murder? How heartbreaking.

“I’m not going to bed with you, I’m going to bed in a bed that you happen to be in also.”

Que triste: “Writer/star Massimo Troisi postponed heart surgery so that he could complete the film. The day after filming was completed, he suffered a fatal heart attack.”