So the all-nighter's over, and there's so much clarity to viewing dawn from this side. I feel the sleep deprivation not at all, which might have something to do with the fact that I spent all afternoon in bed, having aforementioned weird dreams involving motorcycles.

Bridget Jones' Diary was fun. I spent most of the time rolling in the bottom of my seat in agony over Bridget's antics or poor Colin Firth's rehashing of previous triumphs, but it was still fun. It certainly had its moments.

Swordfish didn't, I think, gain anything from being watched totally sober. Hugh Jackman is always good value for money. John Travolta is an ugly little man with issues and no talent, however.

Pulp Fiction was... dull? Long-winded. Slow. Interesting, indisputably. Classic in parts, and possibly in whole. But boooooooring, nonetheless. (Mind you, so much of the Male's dialogue now makes sense.)

From Dusk Till Dawn is always something special. How on earth do you come up with that notion? Did Rodriguez say: "Hey, violence and exploding corpses and vampires; shit yeah! But you figure out how to get them to the bar, man." Or did Tarantino start writing, and just decide things were getting too fucking boring?

The Faculty: still wonderful fun. Giggling joyous fun, especially at 5am. ("Elijah Wood's in this?" one viewer said, reading the box. "Yeah," I replied. "He plays the fragile little one who everyone picks on... big depature from his Frodo role, really!")