I’ve actually read a few advance reviews of Supper Happy Pony Town and they’ve been pretty good. Have you seen the logo for the film? That’s an indicator of quality if there ever was one!

Today’s comic was born partly out of a real conversation Cami and I had about A History of Violence. I suggested that we see the movie this weekend. I had heard good things, read several encouraging reviews, did my research and was intrigued about the plot that puts Viggo Mortensen’s character and his family in the spotlight after he commits a seemingly self-defense murder at his diner. What follows is a meditation about violence and it’s implications. The argument between violence being hard-wired into our brains or if it is an action we can choose to overcome. Some pretty heady stuff and all great questions.

I make this suggestion to her and there is a furrowing of the brow. Her face pulls back into the corners as if to make some kind of sour-milk expression. She is not interested. "I don’t think I want to see that movie," she says. I can tell by her response that it is the movie’s title she is reacting negatively to. That the movie has the word "violence" implicates to her that it is some kind of Rambo-esque kill-a-thon with an obscene body count and not the reflective piece of economic film making that it is.

I encouraged her to read the reviews that were out there, but I know she’s a busy person and probably didn’t have time. At one point I considered putting my foot down and saying "No arguments. We’re going. It’s art and it’s good for your soul." In the very least I thought I could turn in some karma points for seeing Heaven Can Wait with her.

But, since I’m sharing facets of my personal life with you, I don’t see the harm in sharing the fact that my schedule and Cami’s schedule pretty much prevented us from seeing each other for more than 20 minutes at a time on any given day. She has night classes. I have night classes. Truman is stuck in his crate wondering what the hell is going on.

Instead of sitting in a darkened movie theater watching David Cronenberg’s latest opus, I think we’re going to stay home and enjoy each other’s company. A relaxed atmosphere where I’m not flexing my artistic preferences on her.

Although, now that I think about it, this would be a good opportunity to have her sit and watch Citizen Kane with me. Can you BELIEVE she hasn’t seen it yet?!