Also, Colin Farrell is a fungible part in almost every movie he's in, but he did ok here. It seems to me that he's best when he has some kind of controlled fury in his performances, but he's never done that except in Daredevil. Yet, all the hype. Again, the vagaries and mystery of celebrity-dom.
Schlepped over to Lula Cafe for some excellent food and wine. Highly recommended for small groups for dinner, and it has that Logan Square indie chic about it. Yes, it was tempting to jump on the piano that we were seated by, but we refrained from punishing everyone with my version of "The Entertainer."
Capped off the evening by heading over to watch Exit Clov, a DC band fronted by two acquaintances from undergrad, who happen to be identical twins. It's weird watching and hearing two people sing that have the exact same voice; it's like a living, organic echo/delay. (As a side note, it's also weird to see people that you knew in younger, more formative settings go on to do things like be in a band, or broker deals with multimillion dollar corporations, or doctors, etc. You know, really respectable or cool or responsible things. I guess it's only weird because I still see myself as really young still.) They're a pleasant mishmash in the land of No Doubt or the Cranberries, but Veruca Salt with more musical talent strikes me as the best description. Good times all around.
