Oh the Humanity

I'm a little bit distraught, on edge. What do I do? I go to the movies pretty much every Sunday, sometimes on Saturday too if there are choices, but I at least go on Sundays. I mean, if you want to get persnickity, sometimes I go on Saturdays and not Sundays but the point is, I go. That is not what I am distraught about, what? no shut up, that makes me happy! I am distraught because I don't know what to see this weekend. Pickings are what they call slim. Do I spend my spare cash on House Bunny? Or maybe The Rocker? Sure, I could, and I am sure I would be fine as long as I am at the cinemateque. But do I WANT to? The new Coen Brothers movie isn't out for another week and Choke is the week after that so do I go to Death Race? My Sunday movie keeps me balanced and feeds my soul, hence, the distraughtiness. Maybe the good old fashioned video store will save me from the Mamma Mia sing-a-long.