Unlike a lot of guys, I don’t especially hate cats. I like dogs better, but if a cat’s the only thing fuzzy within reach, I’m not too proud to cuddle it. Yet, my first reaction to a picture of a cat with an arrow in its skull? (the uncaptioned version, I added the caption – catption? – later) Laughter. I like cats, but find it hilarious when they almost die, apparently. My mom used to say it’s ’cause I’m broken on the inside. Anyway, this tangent brought to you by attention deficit disorder. Now back to your regularly scheduled movie posts.