The sky was red tonight, from the city light on the clouds. It reminded me of California. Trees were silhouetted black, clearly so, and every light had its own cone of existence. And the plume of steam down the way is towering, rather than enveloping. Interesting night out. There's no horizon, like a foggy sea-no horizon.

Code 46 - with Tim Robbins and Samantha Morton. There's a huge amount going on in this movie, but it's kind of hard to tell without a good deal of attention paid. It seems based around a whole bunch of different SF ideas, but never explicitly defines any of them. A healthy knowledge of Spanish, French, Arabic, and Mandarin might be useful, as they are mixed pretty freely with English throughout. One might say it was a twisty tangent of Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind and Gattaca, with something of a less lurid William Gibson or Peter Watts novel thrown in.