Watching...

The Fog of War. Errol Morris has honed his distinctive style to the point where it could be easily parodied, but the man can put together a captivating documentary like nobody else. He chooses unlikely subjects that turn out to be absolutely fascinating.

This had all the makings of some sort of NPR "it's good for you!" history lesson, but, as usual from Morris, it's some of the best entertainment to hit my DVD player in months. Sometimes I wish he would bust out the sledgehammer and get all didactic on our collective asses, instead of constantly playing at being Mr. Disingenuous and raising more questions than answers. But these films have staying power. The Thin Blue Line is one of the most memorable films I've ever seen. This one probably isn't up to that level, but it was a great way to spend a train ride from Harrisburg to Philadelphia.

Essay topic: Quien es mas macho, McNamara's "Lessons" or Jenny Holzer's "Truisms"?