Tonight the roommate upstairs treated Lisa and I to "The Pursuit of Happyness." You *could* title it "Will Smith's Running Man" or "Watch Will Smith's Boy Steal All His Scenes." It was a good movie but I wish it had had more of a payoff/resolution than a card saying how much the real life character made the year before.
I have an excruciating headache. Lights and sound make it worse.