I’ll admit I was a little wary walking into Equilibrium - the NYT review called it “a movie that could be stupider only if it were longer” - but at least it turned out to be stupid in a so-bad-you-have-to-laugh kind of way (which is somewhat worse than so-bad-it’s-good and somewhat better than so-bad-you-have-to-leave). I wasn’t even that fond of Brave New World when it was a book, and didn’t star Christian Bale trying to be Keanu Reeves and Chow Yun Fat at the same time. Then mix in a little Farenheit 451 (which I liked) with some Anthem (which I didn’t) and it’s all just plain goofy. If you have a couple of PVC bullfrogs to mock the one-liners with, go for it - but if not, just re-read 1984 with some microwave popcorn and consider yourself lucky.

We also caught the mysterious Rich spinning at Decay after the movie, and dug his set. Although the band upstairs left us feeling insufficiently punk rock, and we slipped out relatively early to hide the shame of our complete absence of plaid and/or mohawkage.