I also, incidentally, saw The Lakehouse last weekend.

I just drove all the men out of The Corner didn’t I?

It could have been my mood, but they played it a little too straight for a movie that offered no explanations for things (time travel?! How? Why?). If it were a comedy — or got really sci-fi campy (I gather the movie is based on a book that was more of the latter) — it would be one thing. It doesn’t so it doesn’t really work.

But, anyway, what I actually wanted to say is something positive about the Lakehouse: It is a nice little ode to the virtue of waiting. Who ever suggests waiting two years for love other than us wacky abstinence preachers? And here “Hollywood” does. So I liked that about it.

So: Click: pro-fatherhood and family. Lakehouse: pro-abstinence. I know you can’t wait for your Nacho Libre and Devil Wears Prada assessments (Don’t worry — there’s a war on and other things to do — you’ll be spared).