I wasn't the only one...

...to wonder WTF was up with Grendel's mom's stiletto feet in Beowulf.

Good news: Both Ebert and Berardinelli, with whom I usually agree, like the movie. Not, granted, as great cinema, but as a fun fantasy adventure that isn't stupid. The eye candy is being compared to 300. And it has John Malkovich as Unferth. That ought to be pretty awesome.

I'll also start crossing my fingers that National Treasure: Book of Secrets manages to be as surprisingly fun as National Treasure. I'm not holding my breath, though: sequels have it harder.

Hair

From late high school on, I have intermittently had short hair. Usually, this sort of mushroom-looking cut that always seems flattering in the mirror but looks awful in pictures.

I have always thought about going really short. Maybe even really short and a little spiky (although I have my doubts if hair gel would work on my notoriously unstylable hair).

Of course, my face looks nothing like Hepburn's or Ryder's. And my current stylist gasps in horror whenever I mention going super-short. Now, I overall trust her judgment, because the long, layered cuts she's given me have been fantastic. My hair has body and movement now. It looks good.

Short cuts are more expensive to keep up, but easier to care for. Money is snug, although I could probably pay for it out of my allowance.

I tend towards thinking, "Try it! It'll grow back if you hate it!" As they say, you'll regret what you didn't do. And if it's awful, the Spud is too young to be embarrassed by his mom's ugly hair.

Do I try to convince my current stylist to cut it or (gasp) go elsewhere?