We went out to our first movie in ages, which was the interesting and enjoyable The Ghost Writer, and all was well until the end-credits came up as "Directed by Roman Polanski." C.R.A.P! We would've boycotted the movie if we'd known, but the local paper had no review—just 4 stars and a plot-blurb. Now I feel complicit and dirty. :( Should've spent the evening watching Tracy Morgan wear a phone suit in a Bruce Willis movie instead.
Spread the word, please.
I mentioned that I was going to rec a couple of good White Collar fics I read last night. There was a Valentine's Day exchange at whitecollarfic, and I'm still skimming through the output from that and from various kink challenges. Unfortunately, I'm pretty vanilla, so I don't go much for spanking/bondage or D/s or threesomes (there's more Peter/El/Neal stories than slash or Het, by far). But I enjoyed all three of the following:
Nightmares (Gen, PG-13) by hoosierbitch. This is classic hurt/comfort with a gorgeous structure, linked together by the dreams Neal began with and the nightmares he has left, told in a poetry that makes the structure all the more powerful. When Neal was seven and cold and hungry he dreamed that he could fly.