So I was a day late and a few moments short of seeing my man Vinny's new movie A Man Apart but I still got there. I went with my mum, a fan and my sister, a closet Vin fan dragged her kids along even though I told he it was rated R. "We saw Eddie Murphy movies when we were kids and we still turned out okay...so it's fine." This was her reason for excusing the bad language they had to listen to.

Anyway, back to the movie. How can I describe it? You know how you get so mad, so enraged that you don't know what to do about it, where to take it out on, what or why do you feel this way? And then you see a movie like that, and you're like I wish I could exert my anger like that. I wish I could write a movie on exertion of rage. Not bad exertion like the serial killer kind, just, let's knock some glasses down, tear some shit up, scream our lungs out, just do something. Needless to say Vinny was mad from the moment the movie started. And every MoFo that got in his way he dealt with the Vinny way. Every bit of that exertion was fun, intense and thrilling to watch. Even the part where he embarasses this stripper who offers him a lapdance: "Get the fuck off my lap. Give yourself some fucking respect." yeah, who's idea was it to include that in the script?

I enjoyed it. It was one of those movies that make you feel like you've just been overcome with a total Vin Diesel experience. And I can't remember the last time I felt that way. I rank it right there with The Hunted and The Bourne Identity. Movies about knocking the lights out of people.

The thing that shocks me about Vin is, he always seems so mad, so angry, enraged in his movies, like he has a quick infuriating temper, the kinda man that can kill a guy with his bare hands. On the otherhand, he is so soft-spoken that I doubt if that is the case in real life. Then, you go to method actors like Russell Crowe who on the other hand is Hollywood's bad boy. In his movies he is the soft, gentle timid guy: A Beautiful Mind, The Insider. Life doesn't imitate art I guess in this instance.

What about Keanu? Mr. Always Searching, always searching for Neo. I can't figure that man out, I guess that's why I keep coming back to him, foolishly, hopelessly.

I wonder why I am so disatisfied with everything, or just the internal me. Why do I seek or want things or a life I obviously cannot have. What is wrong with me? This is not supposed to be a sad update though.

So what do you wanna do tonight?
I don't know what do you wanna do?
Anything, anything that has you in it, that cold hard stare you give me, I feel it is not fair that I am at a crossroads with myself, it is not fair.
You still haven't said what you wanna do?
Anything, nothing, maybe nothing, everything. It will have you in it right, so it's fine. Let's do it.