Confession of weakness … Can you believe that I’ve not seen Lars and the Real Girl, and have no plans to see Vicky Christina or whatever that poly/threesome/swinger/group movies is? I should, of course. Especially the real girl movie, which looks poignant, real, and funny. Not to mention directly related to my beat. But I have no oomph for it. I so rarely get to the movies anymore (at home or at the theater) that I just lack the pati...