While driving home I was listening to a firmly etheral piano piece by Chopin on the radio, and an odd trick happened with my vision. Oftentimes I'll notice a slope in the road that I had forgotten on Broadway or Speedway, or see stars where I hadn't, but this time was a bit different. For a while I was more conscious of depth; it was as if I was wearing 3-d glasses, but with an extra dimension layered upon what my normal vision is. Instead of seeing the fact that a tree was in front of a street lamp, I was conscious of the distance between them. Altered consciousness, good times.

Okay...revised estimate of The Punisher is that it might kick ass, rather than wince-inspiring.