Somebody has to remind me not to look at showtimes for movies around the Deerfield area. I just get depressed.
Between Evanston and Highland Park, there are a ton of indie, foreign, and limited released films including Goya's Ghost, Sunshine, Interview, Talk to Me, Rescue Dawn, and La Vie en Rose.
The closest indie/foreign/limited-release film by me is Sicko. And even if I go to Orlando, I only get La Vie en Rose.
Actually, The Lives of Others is also in Orlando now. Which is funny, because I missed it while I was up North two months ago. Florida is so behind the times.
And now, I read Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince before bed. Tomorrow is the big day. I'm getting nervous. I'm seriously worried that this last book may ruin it for me (the way Pirates 3 sucked the big one).