That time I almost cried over a dog

It was an extremely good night.

I relived the better, the brightside, of the last year or so - in terms of work - and, amidst the bum-rushing and mischief, I saw I Am Legend. For free. And that made it a little better, overall.

There's a lot to be said... because I was/am under the impression that Will Smith takes the same role in most of his movies, plays himself (charming, funny black man) INTO his roles and... well, I read in a magazine article that when he was trying to "make it" he and some other fellow chronicled the most successful (commercially) films of all time and drew what they had in common (things like "special effects" with or without destructive creatures, oooooh!). Hence... Men in Black(s), iRobot, Bad Boys, Bad Boys II, freaking Wild Wild West and, now, I Am Legend.

I hope I bring myself to write more about this later. But I'll say, as a preface, that we sat in the front row and it was uncomfortable.

front row seating
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cinematographers disregarding the pan/tilt rule of 7 seconds
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really trendy hand-held camera work (paired with gorgeous crane shots, mind you)
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myself feeling very full already
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a headache to be reckoned with