Saturday night, I informed a friend of my plans to take a breather from the rigors of school and bow out of the summer quarter. I might actually be able to commit the mental energy to insightful political commentary again.

He looked forward to making plans but qualified that statement with a sad outlook to the summer movie season. "Is there anything you're looking forward to?" he asked rhetorically.

Actually, the summer movie season for me is always a bore. I'm not a fan of blockbusters, as they nearly always suck. Movies like Kill Bill prove that you can have all the action sequences and amazing cinematography and still provide a compelling story. Movies like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Hulk prove that even good directors look like amateurs when given a script written by committee and huge effects sequences that have to be amalgamated with insipid filler. Since the disappointment of Howard the Duck, I've never looked forward to the summer movie season.

Okay, I do want to see Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow, and The Village. But they'll probably suck, too.

Just so you don't think you're reading a different blog, I blame the terrible glut of poorly conceived but incredibly expensive movies on rich Republicans, all of whom are probably closet pedophiles.