Only. Seven. Days. (Updated!)

I don't know what the f- is wrong with me, but I just glanced at my calendar and realized that it is only one week until Darren Aronofsky's The Fountain opens. I know! As an Aronofsky-disciple I really should be ashamed of myself. Shame, shame!!!

Anyhoo, there it is: Seven freaking days until quite possibly (er, now that I've remembered... shame, shame...) my most anticipated movie of this Fall. Have they been playing ads on TV? I feel like I haven't even seen anything about the movie lately. But I am so there already I am a ghost sitting in a theater seat haunting someone in a screening of The Santa Clause 3.

With only 13 reviews, the pic's sitting at a weak 54% on the Tomatometer, but I so don't care. Nothing will come between me and the next movie by the man who made Requiem For A Dream. NOTHING. Hugh Jackman could promise to spoon me in bed while feeding me chocolate pudding off the tip of his tongue and... damn, I passed out again. That's the second time today! I really need to get something in my stomach. And I am gonna edit myself from voicing the nasty response to that comment that popped into my head because I'll slip into a coma or something if I keep this up.

Previously:

Fountain Pics
Fountain's Release

ETA Via Twitch comes a Roundtable conversation with Mr. Aronofsky himself, as well as a link to nine (yes, NINE!) clips from The Fountain. I'm avoiding both, but if you wanna ruin the whole movie for yourself, this is me enabling.
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