Keanuthon

10:50pm. This movie is meant to pull Jeff out of the slump. Maybe this movie and a beer.

This movie gives us another look at Keanu as a bad bad man. And somehow it has Spader, James Spader, as a good good man. Oh, and Marisa Tomei is in it as the dirty naughty psychologist. “Oh, this is good.”

You see, the thing about the creepiness in this movie as opposed to Keanu’s character Donny Barksdale from “The Gift” is that in this movie his outward appearance is of a normal person.

Hypothetical: if you had the opportunity to dance with Keanu while taped to an office chair, but in exchange he would kill you and burn your house down, would you do it?

Keanu’s last alias David Alan Grier – was he on “In Living Color”??

Apparently, Matt likes the hypothetical.

Captain Barbituate wants to know EVERYTHING. I wonder where he fucks – probably not where Pacino fucks… And speaking to him is a Gamble!

Crappy the Drink is being passed around.

They do not say “GodDamnit” in this movie as much as they did in River’s Edge. Where is Crispin Glover? Or even Martin Lawrence?

There is an “active serial killer” list in Chicago? Are these guys like active free agents?

It is all about the paperwork.