I watched “The Life of David Gale” last night on pay-per-view. Why? I blame bad clams, or at least that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Anyway, if you haven’t seen it, don’t. It’s plodding, predictable and well even more plodding and predictable. I’d read that it was actually an interesting murder-mystery type movie. I was wrong. The fair Jessica and I had figured it out about 20 minutes into the movie and stuck around solely in the hope of being proven wrong. I’m sure the makers of the film thought it was brilliant idea for a movie — anti-death penalty activist on deathrow, blah blah blah — but oh my stars and garters, this thing was awful. I just don’t know if I should spoil the “surprise” ending or not for people so off-their-meds that they actually might want to see it. But if it turns out that if an anti-death penalty cornerite wants to defend this root-canal of a movie, I will be forced to do so.