1. "Heh heh. He said he was thinking about the beaver."
2. Really just an average movie. It wasn't horrible. But not incredibly effective either. Pretty much an "Eh," which might be the worst thing a movie can be. A movie about the horrors of depression that doesn't move you in any way? Could be Jodie Foster's boring, craftman-like direction? Maybe it was because it seemed like it was more about a crazy person than a depressed one? Dunno.
3. I do predict, however, that Mel Gibson will rake in a much deserved Oscar nomination for his role as depressed Dad Walter Black, who finds himself able to communicate with his family through a beaver puppet he finds in a trash dumpster. Just kidding. After insulting just about every race of people on the planet over the past few years, I have no idea who Gibson would have to kill in order to get an Oscar nomination. Maybe Michael Moore?
