Mystic River:

Cynthia and I went and saw Mystic River mostly because there is absolutely nothing to see in theaters this week. I really knew nothing about it and she knew even less. It was good. I would only dock it because it is a downer. There is a thinly veiled message that becomes apparent in the end, and I will spoil it for you now.

The doubting psychotic bitch of a wife will end up destroying her life due to her own inherant complete lack of any understanding or intelligence. (If she said "what?" or "huh?" one more time during the scene in which Dave is revealing information about certain aspects of when he was younger, I would have literally willed myself INTO the movie to choke the life out of her for being such a dumb twat). The supportive-no-matter-what wife will be happy and secure in her life. The man unable to realize his own mistakes can make everything alright again if only he'd apologize, but sometimes it takes a lot of tragedy to have that happen. Oh, and, number one message in the movie? Everybody hurts. Sometimes.