... So Falls Witchita Falls

It's entirely possible that I wasn't in a movie-going mood yesterday, but despite that, I went to see The Ice Harvest. I'm not sure exactly what the movie was about; it was something about stolen money and Christmas Eve. Oliver Platt was his usual boorish self, there wasn't enough Billy Bob Thornton, and nor was there enough nasty holiday humor. I was kind of under the assumption that the movie would be more along the lines of Bad Santa, though not so holiday-specific. Anyway, the film really didn't do anything for me. Still, I'm giving it a C-.