About nothing...

Saw a most audaciously bad film called About Schmidt the other day. Am not sure why I am still excited by Jack Nicholson releases. It, of course, was retriggered by As Good As It Gets, which I thought was a most wonderful film, where Devilman had a totally author-backed role. But since then, it's been one bad experience after another, the hole arrived at with Anger Management.

About Schmidt was a really terrible film, with absolutely no real story anywhere, directionless directing, very mediocre camera, and laidback editing. The only palatable bit being the writing of letters to 'Dear Ndugu', which kept the little emotional wrenching going from time to time.

NOTE: Kathy Bates - wonderful actor as she is - appears naked in the film!!!