Everything I Consume: Tropic Thunder

Many years ago there was a great show on PBS called Sneak Previews. There were two movie critics talking about movies and it was really good. The knew their shit and loved talking about it. The two guys were a little annoying on their own and didn't seem to like each other but boy, did they have chemistry together. Like Astaire and Rogers or Lemmon and Matthau or one part hydrogen and two parts oxygen. Of course, I'm talking about Gene Siskel and Roger Ebert.

They did the show for a long time and became famous. The name changed to At The Movies and moved to commercial television. Everyone in the world knew what "Two Thumbs Up" meant. They taught a lot of people, like me and my brother, about movies and gave time to everything from My Dinner with Andre to Friday the 13th. They really cared. When the last Star Wars movie came out Roger Ebert watched two days in a row from the same seat, once in in digital video, once in film to judge how the special effects looked. When the re-edited the ending of Jade before it was released, Roger went to see it again.

My favorite memory was the Worst Movies of 1995 episode. That was a year I saw a lot of movies. Gene Siskel picked Jade as the absolute worst movie of 1995, a choice I totally agreed with. When it was Roger's turn he said, "Just for the record Jade was my worst movie too but Gene won the coin toss and I had to pick something else."

The show was frequently imitated but nobody came close. Still, it was always nice to hear two people who loved movies talking about them even if one of them was Rex Reed. At the Movies lasted for about twenty years until Gene Siskel got sick and died.

He is buried in the white suit from Saturday Night Fever. Really, look it up on his Wikipedia page.

Roger Ebert continued the show with a variety of hosts before settling on a decent guy called Richard Roeper. It wasn't bad. But Roger got sick a few years ago and even though he's healthy he can't talk any more. He's still going strong. They tried some guest critics but the people in charge of the show decided to chuck Roeper and try something new.

The new At the Movies has five critics who spend about five seconds apiece telling you whether you should "See It", "Wait for the DVD" or "Skip It". Here's a math problem, if two people you've never heard of tell you see a movie, two people you never heard of tell you to rent the DVD and one person you've never heard of tell you to skip it what do you do?

The only person I recognized in Ben Mankiewicz from TCM who is supposed to be the snarky kid but comes off as a burned-out art director who will never get the promotion to head creative and realized it years ago but is too lazy to quit. Sadly, At the Movies now just reminds me of the political shoutfests that have destroyed American democracy. There's no depth and no kids are going to learn anything about movies, or anything, watching this show.

Anyway, Tropic Thunder was great and everyone should see it.

Everything I Consume: No Country For Old Men

If I were David Spade I'd say I liked this movie better when they set it in Minnesota and called it Fargo.

Really, that's all I got. This was well-acted and looked fantastic but it was pretty soulless. These lifetime achievemnt Best Picture winners (The Departed, Return of the King)just remind me that all the best people are working in television these days.

Everything I Consume: The Amazing Dr. Clitterhouse

I love the style of 1930s medicine in old movies. Everything is white and sterile and made of chrome and porcelain yet people can still smoke cigarettes in the operating room. The Amazing Dr. Clitterhouse is Edward G. Robinson, who becomes a criminal to study the physical effects of crime on the human body. Eventually, he takes over a gang and even does blood work on them before their heists. This movie was a lot of fun and has a cool ending. Highly recommended.

For a guy who has been frequently caricatured, Robinson could be a versatile and subtle actor who tried many different kinds characters in the course of his career. I think he's great in Double Indemnity. In fact, his final role was being turned into Soylent Green. Claire Trevor is also great as one of the criminals.

This movie was written by John Huston and was the beginning of an amazing collaboration with Humphrey Bogart (Maltese Falcon, Treasure of the Sierra Madre, Key Largo, African Queen) that ranks with Scorsese-DeNiro, Wilder-Lemmon and Jones-Bunny as the best in movie history.

Everything I Consume: I'm Not There

My very wise high school video teacher Maureen Schaeffler once told me that art should never be explained first, it should just be presented. That was one of the smartest things anyone ever told me. So, the fact that the DVD of Todd Haynes' film I'm Not There comes with a whole section called "Intro to the Film" is a warning sign that what we are going to see is going to be very confusing and won't hold up on it's own. Another warning sign is a character is watching the Vietnam War on television with loud music playing. Anyway, the DVD has four articles explaining we'll be seeing multiple actors playing different personas of Bob Dylan (who played Warsaw last night) all with different names. And the facts will be a little bit off from the truth but sometimes they won't be. Anyway, The Wife and I gave this an hour or so before fast forwarding to the end. At least there's a lot of original Dylan music and that's always great.

What is it about Bob Dylan that makes us all try to explain him? Magazines, books, websites, movies, what is it about him that we can't get out of our heads? That would have made a good movie.

Overheard in the Office

This guy in the office next to my cube was just talking abuut how he had seen the movie, Lions for Lambs, "It was only, like, an hour and ten munutes (Note: Actually it's 92 minutes). What a rip-off." Maybe it's the busy Dad in me but I'm thinking, "That's an awesome movie. We need more of that. Honey, let's Netflix this movie tonight, I don't care what it's about."

Seriously, it's taken me over three weeks to watch American Gangster and I still haven't finished it.

Everything I Consume: Sh! The Octopus

Well, this was a terrible movie. There was an impressive amount of irresponsible shooting, women screaming and cases of mistaken identity. Much of the dialogue goes like this:
Dempsey: What's your business, mister?
Morgan: I'm a marine painter. There's some paintings of mine behind you if you doubt it.
Dempsey: Painter, huh? Where's your palate? Kelly, see if you can find his palate.
Kelly: Open your mouth, open your mouth.
Dempsey: No! What do you think he paints, tonsils? You now an artist's palate, one of them stands they put paintings on.
Kelly: Oh, a weasel.

It's all supposed to be silly and over the top but at less then an hour it still felt stretched and forced. Here's a detailed critique and plot summary. This is the website of a Michigan band named Sh! The Octopus.

Everything I Consume: The X From Outer Space

Here's the description of this movie from the TCM website:

The spaceship AAB-Gamma is dispatched from FAFC headquarters in Japan to make a landing on the planet Mars and investigate reports of UFOs in the area. As they near the red planet,they encounter a mysterious UFO that coats the ship's hull with unusual spores. Taking one of the specimens back to earth, it soon develops and grows into a giant chicken-lizard-alien monster that tramples Japan.

This was a fun movie and Gwendolyn really liked it. She identified with the blond-haired blue-eyed American actress plopped down in the middle of the picture (see below). I love Japanese monster movies but mostly I love the beginnings, the madder-than-Mad Men Japan of cool science, heavy smoking and rampant misogyny. When the guy in the rubber suit shows up and starts destroying the models I'm always a little bored. My favorite scene was when the spaceship made a stop at the moon base where the two women in the movie take a shower then change into cocktail dresses for a trip to the lounge where they order cognacs and chat with the jumpsuit-clad cigarette smoking men.

The lead actress was played by a Peggy Neal whose IMDB page is three Japanese movie, this one (as Lisa), The Terroe Beneathe the Sea (as Jenny) and Las Vegas Free-for-All or Operation Crazy Gold (as Mary). Gone are the days when you could take a trip to Japan, make three movies and diappear from the face of the Earth.

This movie was released in 1967 but didn't make Pictures At a Revolution for some reason. Here's a review and plot synopsis.

Everything I Consume: Pictures At A Revolution

Lately, almost everything I consume has been Purim candy and over-the-counter allergy or cold remedies (depending on what I think is causing this endless cough and runny nose) and I've fallen way behind on my Everything I Consumes. Heck, I'm two books past this one!

Pictures at the Revolution by Mark Harris was fantastic, I kept sneaking time in to read it and I was sorry when it was over. Starting with Robert Benton and David Newman conceiving Bonnie and Clyde in 1963 it tells the interwoven story of the five Best Picture nominees from 1967 (Dr. Doolittle, In The Heat of The Night, Guess Who's Coming To Dinner? and The Graduate). The stories of how movies are made are always fascinating and this book goes from conception to creation to production to distribution to Oscar night. There's incredible detail and great interviews with Warren Beatty, Mike Nichols, Dustin Hoffman, Buck Henry and many of the people involved in the five movies. Hovering above it all is Sidney Poitier, the biggest star in the world in 1967 and about to flame out. Harris has some great observations, my favorite being that Hollywood has as much trouble dealing with unexpected successes as unexpected failures. I give it my highest possible recommendation.

When you read a book about a slice in time you can't help but think of how the characters paths diverged after the end of the book. Some on the way up (Warren Beatty and Dustin Hoffman) and others on the way down (Rex Harrison and Sidney Poitier).

Another reason I was interested in this book was that I was born in 1967. Incredibly, that year's Oscars were midpoint in their history. That year was the 40th Oscars and this year's was the 80th. In my mind 1967 is the edge of current history but it's really quite a while ago.

Everything I Consume: Bonnie and Clyde

A few years ago I went to Film Forum with my friends Bonnie and Aaron to see a revival of On The Waterfront. It was great, you should check it out, Brando's in it. Anyway, after the movie was over we all admitted to each other that we had never seen On The Waterfront and were too embarrassed to admit it earlier. So, now that I've seen Bonnie and Clyde I can tell you I'd never seen it before, just bits and pieces. It was great, you should check it out. The Texas locations of dying small towns and bleak endless plains were unforgettable. The cast is great and the movie has an energy that just carries you along. I thought it dragged a bit at the end but that sort of worked and, to be honest, most movies drag for me at the end these days. Like a lot of imitated movies (Badlands for instance) you feel like you've seen it before, even if you haven't.

The reason I finally saw it, you may wonder, is because I am reading Mark Harris' excellent Pictures at a Revolution: Five Movies and the Birth of the New Hollywood, the story of the five best picture nominees from 1967. Ever since my film professor at Northwestern got on her soap box about how students shouldn't read or write about movies they haven't seen I've always tried to actually see a movie if I'm reading about it.

Even though I hadn't see the movie until Saturday I did see the Bonnie and Clyde death car at a Nevada casino several years ago. As you can see here the car has quite a history.

How Many Ways Is This Movie Great?

I was sitting in the living room last night reading the March issue of my favorite magazine, Now Playing when I came across a blurb for this movie playing March 29th at 1:00 A.M. (it's octopus night):

Sh! The Octopus (1937) Daffy detectives fight off a giant octopus in a haunted lighthouse.
Cast: Hugh Herbert, Allen Jenkins, Marcia Ralston. Dir: William McGann. BW-54 mins, TV-G

Quick, count how many ways this movie is great.

I count six. The title, "Daffy detectives", "a giant octopus", "a haunted lighthouse", I've never heard of anyone in the cast and the movie is less than an hour.

Watch the trailer here.

The Brett-Oskies: The Winners!

Well, the whole Brett-Oskies gag seems to have collapsed since I never had time to announce the winners before the actual Oscars. And to make matters worse (or better) I saw Michael Clayton last week which just about blew away anything else I saw this year. So here goes:

Best Picture
Juno
Michael Clayton
The Seventh Victim
Toy Story 2
Winner: Michael Clayton. Great movie. Excellent acting and a suspenseful plot I never knew where it was going next. Thoroughly entertaining. The Seventh Victim was a close second.

Best Director
Mark Robson, The Seventh Victim
Sam Fuller, Park Row
Robert Stone, Oswald's Ghost
Tony Gilroy, Michael Clayton
Winner: Tony Gilroy, Michael Clayton. There's never a good reason to split up the top two awards.

Best Actor
George Clooney, Michael Clayton
Tom Hanks, Toy Story 2
Warner Oland, Charlie Chan in Paris
Winner: Warner Oland, Charlie Chan in Paris. I believed he really was Chinese.

Best Actress
Joan Cusack, Toy Story 2
Jennifer Garner, Juno
Kim Hunter, The Seventh Victim
Winner: Joan Cusack, Toy Story 2. What can I say? I love Joan Cusack in anything. Best actress working today. If I'm giving out awards I'm giving them to Joan Cusack.

Best Supporting Actor
Micheal Cera, Juno
Ken Howard, Michael Clayton
Keye Luke, Charlie Chan in Paris
Jason Bateman, Juno
Winner: By far the strongest category. Somewhere in the last few years Ken Howard has achieved Dabney Coleman or Charles Grodin like ubiquity. This is an awesome development. Great work in Michael Clayton but no Brett-Oskie. Jason Bateman was excellent in Juno saying so much was his silences and body language. But the Brett-Oskie is a difficult call between Cera and Luke both brilliant, unique performers. In the end I have to go with Cera since his performance was bigger. Still, I feel this isn't the last we've heard of Keye Luke, especially since I have a Charlie Chan box set just sitting on the shelf filled with his great work as Number One Son.

Best Supporting Actress
Janeane Garafolo, Ratatouille
Allison Janney, Juno
Elizabeth Russell, The Seventh Victim
Tilda Swinton, Michael Clayton
Winner: Tilda Swinton, Michael Clayton. I nominated Janeane Garofalo because I used to see her all the time when I lived in the East Village and I like to talk about it and Allison Janney because my wife likes he so much. Elizabeth Russell is haunting as hell in her role as the doomed neighbore but Tilda Swinton was even more creepy in Michael Clayton.

Best Documentary
Helvetica
Oswald's Ghost
Winner: Oswald's Ghost. I love type and I love the Kennedy assassination but the edge goes to Oswald's Ghost, which took the unique step of being a history of the history of the Kennedy assassination. And I love anything that has Jack Ruby in it.

Best Cinematography
3:10 to Yuma
Once
Winner: Once. I was watching 3:10 to Yuma and I kept thinking how much better movies in general look than the did thirty or forty years ago. The technical level is just amazing. Regardless, I loved the lo-fi look of Once.

So, there you have it. See you at the movie theater or on my couch.

Introducing the Brett-Oskies!

The Academy Awards are looking a little empty to me this year since I've seen only a few of the films nominated (Juno, Ratatouille and Bourne, that's it). I'm hoping I can catch up on DVDs this week but I make that vow every year and I never live up to it. Instead I'm creating my own award, Brett's Oscars or the Brett-Oskies for short. I should do this for 2007 but I can't remember all the movies I saw last year so I'm just giving the Brett-Oskies to the best of the 11 movies I've seen so far this year, old, new, in theaters, on DVD, imagined in my mind, whatever. Today I'll just list the nominees, later I'll do little of the smart-ass commentary you love so much and then I'll award the winners. This year's ceremony will take place in a frigid cubicle on Park Avenue South or an overpriced two-bedroom in Brooklyn. Time will tell. Feel free to add your own opinions.

Best Picture
Juno
The Seventh Victim
Toy Story 2

Best Director
Mark Robson, The Seventh Victim
Sam Fuller, Park Row
Robert Stone, Oswald's Ghost

Best Actor
George Clooney, Michael Clayton (haven't seen this yet but will this week and I'm sure he'll be great in it)
Tom Hanks, Toy Story 2
Warner Oland, Charlie Chan in Paris

Best Actress
Joan Cusack, Toy Story 2
Jennifer Garner, Juno
Kim Hunter, The Seventh Victim

Best Supporting Actor
Micheal Cera, Juno
Keye Luke, Charlie Chan in Paris
Jason Bateman, Juno

Best Supporting Actress
Janeane Garafolo, Ratatouille
Allison Janney, Juno
Elizabeth Russell, The Seventh Victim

Best Documentary
Helvetica
Oswald's Ghost

Best Cinematography
3:10 to Yuma
Once

Everything I Consume: Charlie Chan In Paris

This movie had it all, multiple killings, disguises, people lurking in the shadows, rocks thrown through windows with messages on them, secret passeges, you name it. Warner Oland is excellent as Chan and this movie marks the first appearence of the awesome Keye Luke as Lee Chan, aka Number One Son (by the forties they's be down to #3). Lots of entertainment packed into 71 minutes.

Interesting, at least to me, is that even though this movie is set in France and most of the characters are French no one affects a French accent. In fact, the only actor in the picture speaking with an accent is Oland.

Everything I Consume: And Then We Came to The End and Juno

I've fallen way behind in recording my consumption so I'm lumping And Then We Came To The End and Juno together. This may seem odd, or you don't care, but they have a lot in common. Both were over-hyped, have a hipster vibe and are overrated but certainly worth reading/seeing.

And Then We Came To The End or ATWCTTE is the story of an imploding Chicago ad agency in 2000 and 2001. I'm a big fan of workplace fiction—100% of my unpublished novels are set in an office—so I enjoyed looking at the relationships of the people we are forced to spend most of our lives with and often discard in an instant. The book is told in a first-person plural that takes some getting used to but is very effective.

WE WERE FRACTIOUS AND overpaid. Our mornings lacked promise. At least those of us who smoked had something to look forward to at ten-fifteen. Most of us liked most everyone, a few of us hated specific individuals, one or two people loved everyone and everything.

Quickly, you feel like part of the story and part of the agency. This helps relate to the characters since there is no one main character. The writer, Joshua Ferris, is very effective at going back and forth in time. The problem with the book is the office is filled with only colorful characters and ridiculous situations. It quickly went from slice-of-life to over-the-top. There are murdered children, rumors of cancer, fired employees who won't leave and even a totem pole. All this stuff is better handled on The Office or Mary Tyler Moore. But, you know, that's not really fair, because the week-in, week-out of a television show is so much better at capturing the feel of office life than a novel. I know Joshua Ferris lives in Brooklyn and I don't want him to get mad at me if I see him on the street or my neighborhood bookstore.

As you probably know, Juno is about a too-cool-for-school high school student who gets pregnant. I liked it but I wanted to punch the soundtrack in the face. It had the subtlety and charm of someone yelling, "I am Quirky! Look at me!". Oddly, the annoying lead, Ellen Page was nominated for an Oscar yet the excellent supporting cast was overlooked. Jennifer Garner, Jason Bateman, Michael Cera and J.K. Simmons were all fantastic.

Finally, I have to call out to the world to stop making movies where a woman's water breaks and she rushes to the hospital. It happens in 90% of movies and TV shows and 1% of the time in the real world. Show a scene where a pregnant woman argues with a nurse that she's in labor and should be admitted to the hospital and not sent home. That would have been hilarious in this movie. It would have made up for half the soundtrack's annoyance. Don't make me do your job for you.

Everything I Consume: Helvetica

An entire movie about a typeface, how cool is that? Well, if you answered not cool at all, you'll have no interest in Helvetica. But if any typeface deserves a movie it's Helvetica. It must be the most ubiquitous typeface of all time. If you watch this movie you'll see many, many, many examples of this. I'm sure you can turn your head right now and see it or it's bastard brother Arial.

I liked this movie and the talking heads of various designers and typographers was interesting and informative. In my experience most designers have problems with verbal communication so it was nice to see a few who can talk. About halfway through it seemed they ran out of things to say so it turned into a debate on modernism which, in my opinion, is only popular because its cheap and bland.

Back in the early 90s there was a book call The Macintosh Bible. I was told it was great but it was really written by a bunch of over-opinionated know-it-alls and I soon found better advice elsewhere. But I do remember the section on type. Since knowing how to use a Macintosh in those days made you a designer (for good or evil) many of us had no idea what to with all those fonts. What's good, what's bad? Am I too boring or too adventurous? So, the author of the chapter said if you don't know what you're doing you should do one of two things. Either, never use Helvetica and Times or only use Helvetica and Times. I still think that's some of the best advice I've ever heard. Either take big chances or play it safe, no middle ground.

If you see any film about a typeface this year, let it be this one.

Everything I Consume: Blades of Glory

I won't lie to you, I fell asleep about twenty minutes into this one and never woke up. If I had to rank Blade related items I would place it behind Blades of Steel, Mach 3 razor blades and Blade Runner but ahead of the Toledo Blade and the movie Blade.

From the 23rd Street Post Office

That's a dedicated Netflix slot! When I was in high school, if I had suggested something like this (as if anyone in 1983 could have comprehended DVDs, the web and reliable postal service) my teachers would have said it was wrong to use public resources for the good of a single corporation. Now it seems like a great idea as long as I get my Trapped in a Closet and Disney Princess videos faster.

Everything I Consume: The Bourne Ultimatum

Jason Bourne is back, boy is he back. These Bourne movies just get better and better and it seems a shame to stop them now. I foresee a future where the unstoppable Jason Bourne takes on Godzilla or those Independence Day guys and survives ever increasing attempts to defeat him. Shoot him into space, shrink him to subatomic size, drop him in a volcano and cover it with a boulder. It just doesn't matter. Nothing, anywhere, anyhow can stop the killing machine that is Jason Bourne. At one point in this movie Jason Bourne is saved because people start shooting at him. Has that ever happened to you?

This was a great movie. Exciting from start to finish. Compelling story, great action sequences, good acting and plenty of unanswered questions to justify another sequel (What's the deal with Julia Stiles? It can't be coincidence that she keeps showing up. And she just looked like she knew something she wasn't telling. I mean, c'mon!) I think this might be the first time a movie series has gotten better with each of the first three movies. I guess that depends whether you think Goldfinger is a better movie than From Russia With Love and that, gentle reader, is a question for the ages.

This was the first time I'd seen a movie opening weekend in years (Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer does not count) and it was a blast to be in a crowded theatre on a Sunday afternoon filled with people laughing and cheering.

Everything I Consume: Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer

I love the Fantastic Four. If I was ever geeky enough to compose a list of my favorite fictional characters they and most of their supporting characters would be on it (#3: The Thing, #11: Mr. Fantastic, #15: Invisible Girl/Woman, #18: Alicia Masters, #26: Pogo Plane). One of my prized possessions is my Marvel Masterworks of the Lee/Kirby FFs of the 1960s. My daughter, Gwen discovered them and now I read her FF stories every night. The other day she made "Submariner lips" for The Wife. I have no idea what she was talking about but I'm very, very, proud of her; I'm even more proud than when she learned all that Passover stuff at pre-school.

Our movie-going evening started poorly as the movie we really wanted to see, Knocked Up was sold out. When you make fun of buying 10:30 tickets for a movie online you're gonna get sold out. That left us with a choice between FF:RotSS and Nancy Drew. My childhood heroes won out over The Wife's childhood heroine.

So, it was with some trepidation I went to see FF:RotSS; the reviews were pretty bad. But I liked the movie once I got over the fact it was made for ten-year olds. It was good clean fun, kept the spirit of the comic and came in at about an hour and a half. The movie was like a good heist, "You go in, you go out, nobody gets hurt." It kind of reminded me of the 60s FFs except without the snappy dialogue, Jack Kirby art and heavy handed symbolism. However, a few things items in the motion picture bothered me.

Twice in this movie The Thing reverts to Ben Grimm which was common in the old stories but here comes across as a shallow attempt to show the Michael Chiklis's face to the audience like the dream sequence in Ray where we got to see Jamie Foxx without sunglasses.

It bothered me that Jessica Alba had blond hair to play Invisible Woman but they didn't change the hair for the actors playing Mr. Fantastic and the Human Torch. In this case, I think I'm the one with the problem.

Another thing I didn't like was the Invisible Woman's obsession over her wedding in the face of global destruction. I thought it was sexist but The Wife didn't have a problem with it so either it's not sexist or I was really, really uninvolved during my wedding planning.

On the subject of weddings, the dock I was married on has now tumbled into the sea and that big factory across the street with the trolley's is now a Fairway.

Everything I Consume: Ocean's 13

I had a great Father's day, thanks. I got an excellent pair of shoes, was allowed to sleep in, played some NCAA football and my mother-in-law was in town so we had a babysitter! The Wife was determined, no matter what, to see some movies which is how I found myself at a 10:30 PM show of Ocean's 13 Friday night.

I don't think it's fair to judge this movie since I dozed off in the middle so herewith are 13 Observations on Ocean's 13.

1. Has anyone noticed Matt Damon can do anything? He's great in comedies like this, great as Jason Bourne, great as the weaselly guy in The Departed. I think he's the best movie actor working today, much better than his one-trick pony co-stars, George Clooney and Brad Pitt.

2. Can we just stop messing with casinos? They're fun places that provide a public service. I think people should rob something else for a while.

3. Andy Garcia and Al Pacino were also both in Godfather 3 (the Ocean's 12 of the Godfather trilogy) about 17 years ago. Too bad they couldn't have done a scene with Scott Caan.

4. I always mix up Eddie Izzard and Ricky Gervais.

5. They didn't squeeze that Chinese Guy into anything and that was kind of a waste.

6. I saw the movie at the Cobble Hill Cinemas which was used in the filming of Spider-Man 3 renamed Stuyvesant Cinema.

7. Two movies filmed on my block are Moonstruck and Shamus.

8. Carl Reiner's first IMDB credit is from 1948.

9. Brad Pitt really doesn't do a lot in this movie. But as The Wife observed, he looks cool just holding a cup of coffee.

10. Norman Fell was in the original Ocean's 11 and I once saw him at a diner in Marina Del Rey. He shot me a nasty look.

11, 12. & 13. I really overextended myself with this list. Sorry.