The Devil's Advocate, with Keanu Reeves and Al Pacino. I'd seen this movie a long time ago, but wasn't disappointed by a second showing. In truth, although the path of the story's progression may become more and more transparent to those people out there who try to pick movies apart, the layered meaning of a huge portion of the script at least adds a counterweight to that. I remember the scares being effective enough the first time I saw it, and though this time they were more amusing than not I still looked forward to them as functions of the development of the two main characters. And I really, really want even a small copy of the statue behind Milton's desk.

Delivery - eerie short film, provokes a lot of questions about its internal logic

Massive Attack - the ambient, ethereal, and at times slightly creepy third of the bands-no-one-has-seemed-to-have-heard-of-triumvirate, along with the more playful and poetic Splashdown and the more hard and raw Kidneythieves. Splashdown we heard of thanks to Michelle's 'Bitter Hermit' compilation, Kidneythieves was featured in Invisible War, and Massive Attack had a snippet of an uncredited song in The Matrix when Neo's computer wakes him up near the beginning. (thanks to Carolyn for the m.a. songs)

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