Miami Vice

As I left the theater, an albino guy was sitting by the bike racks, smoking a cigarette. As I passed he said, “that was a movie with no soul”.

And though it was interesting, at times gripping, and darker than the series — yeah.

Normally a good soulless movie reminds me not to be too complacent: sitting in Boulder, hacking on free software all day, it is pretty easy to engage with my problems, personal or profressional, and neglect some of the wider issues.

But, soulless isn’t what these “fear up” times call for, and so to me this movie struck a discordant note. I don’t need to see soulless, I’m soaking in it.

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