Scott Pilgrim Vs The World

A increasingly rare trip to the cinema by myself (found myself almost at sixth-form levels of embarrassment finding a seat, etc.), essentially because I thought 'what the hell, let's see what's on'.

Turns out there was something starring the likeable chump from Superbad (Michael Cera) and written/produced/directed by Wells' finest (sister-in-law excepted), Edgar Wright.  His first Hollywood vehicle seemed well formed, and he must now be seen as the Starsailor side of the Verve/Starsailor equation in relation to Spike Jonz.

But it did mix a clever amount of sincerity, and perhaps a way past irony, etc., in the comic book self-referential form.  A homage to David Foster Wallace, perhaps.

I am also reading Any Human Heart, which has managed to get its hooks into me - indeed, I can't remember being so affected, not since Gilead.