Saw Chicago on Thursday night. I can see that it’s good. That the acting is good, and that all the set pieces feel exciting, and that the music doesn’t drag on, and that Catherine Zeta-Jones and Richard Gere do a great job (yes, even Gere!), and that the dancing feels amazing, and it’s cool the way they cut from reality to fantasy. But for some reason I didn’t really get engaged. I didn’t sympathize with anyone (John C Reilly even felt a little wooden to me), and I know that’s probably deliberate. Anyway, I’ll watch the Oscars and watch it wipe the floor with everyone, and I guess that’s ok.