Hancock: The movie that won me over.

After wandering bleary-eyed and cranky for at least 25 minutes in Hollywood Video last night, I finally fell prey to their in-store movie clips. I was staring slack-jawed at the screen above my minimum wage minion when the trailer for hancock came on. I had been searching in vain for something that would sufficiently numb my brain (which still hasn't been relieved of all the pressure of Nanowrimo). So I ran to the back and got the disc, rushed it home over some perilous SE Portland suburban roads (which may or may not be paved, effing NW) and shoved it in my DVD player.

The whole movie was alright. The special effects were fantastic (as per all will smith vehicles) but I kept getting distracted by the blonde in the corner who was giving all these weird signals to will smith and cooing over Jason Bateman's baby face. I kept thinking "gawd that looks like charlize theron. Nah can't be her." Then it turned out it totally was. And she was awesome. There's a reason she won an oscar.

And I totally didn't see the twist. It just made me all happy and gooey inside.

And, beware: the cinematography makes it look like jason bateman and will smith are always on the verge of making out. Do Americans ever talk that close? And, how many scenes do you have to have with someone's head blocking out most of the screen. That makes their head like 50 feet across (were you to see it in the theaters, 100 in IMAX). Seriously, no one's head will look good that big. Not even Jason Bateman.

So yeah. Probably wouldn't buy it, but I'd watch it again. Which is way more than I expected.