Mr. W and I watched The Interpreter this weekend on DVD. Sean Penn is a great actor. Nicole Kidman was actually pretty good, too. I wonder how precisely her foreign phrases are spoken. I mean, it did sound like African Ku, but it’s not like I know how Ku sounds. The downside to the movie is that watching it was like when I watched The Pelican Brief (Julia Roberts) when I was in high school. I could not follow the political and legal issues in the movie. Here’s me throughout the movie: “Who’s that guy? Wait. Why’s the FBI people tailing him? Oh, he’s the assassination target? Then who’s the other guy who was speaking in the beginning? Why’s Nicole Kidman talking to Philippe? Who’s Philippe? Who’s the dead guy in the tub? Is that her brother? Who’s that guy who just dropped the bomb? Is that the exiled political leader? Then who’s the other leader? Wait. What? HUH?” It’s a very perturbing thing when you realize you don’t get a mainstream movie which markets to the masses of average IQed people.

On the brighter side of things, I may not have gotten some random movie, but there are few joys as pacifying to me as seeing eye-to-eye with someone when it comes to the major issues in a relationship. We had some good conversations this weekend on some subjects sensitive to me. He makes me feel so at ease and stable, which frees me up to be balanced, secure, silly, independent, and embrace all these other traits that are purely “me.” I don’t think I’ve ever been this comfortable and peaceful in a relationship before. Erin was right — when you’re in a good, loving, trust-worthy and respectful relationship, one day just flows right into the next.