Christian Balentine Day!
I saw "The Machinist" today, the movie which the lovely Christian Bale lost a reported 63 pounds for in order to portray a man who hadn't slept in a year. It looked more like 150 pounds. He went from Greek God to Geek Bod. Apparently he had "only a single vitamin consultation with a nutritionist to guide him. For the most part he only ate salads and apples, chewed gum, smoked cigarettes and drank nonfat latte." Sounds like fun. I guess it was the opposite job of Vincent D'Onofrio's "training" for "Full Metal Jacket". I was truly disturbed by how skinny this man could be, considering what he normally looks like.
I enjoyed the film which included a funny run that may have beat out Ryan Gosling's funny run in "The United States of Leland", a Christian Bale vs. Car scene, an epileptic freak out, numerous hand washing with bleach events, a hooker with a heart of gold and an eye of black, and a spine that constantly threatened to cut out through it's protective flesh. It's all a girl could want on Valentine's Day.