Aw man, that totally blows my image of the guy
I hope he still finds time to make the occasional House of the Dead for me to chuckle at.
Jack, you say that ~ how's this: I was the guy who, throughout the whole of 18th March, was joking to my family in Cape Town that I had a ticket to see Uwe's latest disaster and how I was going to lower Cape Town's water pressure later that day because I would need six showers after the film made me feel dirty. Instead, I cried almost all the way through it and nearly had a car accident on the way back to the hotel ~ the film distressed me so much that I went the wrong way down a one way street.